01 June 2011

When you walk outside today, try to look around yourself a bit and see some of the magic that surrounds you everywhere.  Do you see that tree over there?  It was once a small seed that has grown into a sturdy tree that provides the world with oxygen and shade and beauty.  And that person across the street?  Well, that person was once two separate elements, one in the body of a man and one in the body of a woman--those two things came together and started to grow into a child that was born nine months later.  Over the years, it's become the person you see before you.

How about that car driving down the street?  It's an amazing combination of metals and plastics that can cover thousands of miles over the course of many years at over 100 miles per hour, all the while providing you with a safe and comfortable place to sit as it takes you where you wish to go.  And it does all this by burning gasoline, which is a liquid distilled from the liquid remains of organic life that was here on this planet thousands, even millions of years ago.  It sounds like magic to me. . . .

It's pretty magical that we can turn a faucet and get hot and cold water on demand.  I love being able to put a plastic disc with a thin aluminum coating on one side and hearing music that a group of people made years ago through a sound system that depends upon vibrations to bring us the sounds.  And when it's really cold outside, I can turn on the heat in my home and feel not just warm, but cozy, also.  It's kind of magical, when you think about it.

It's magic how people connect when they like each other; it's magic to see fireworks and movies and beautiful paintings; it's magic when I type a message on my computer, click a button on my mouse and send a message all the way to the other side of the planet!

There's tons of magic all around us, every moment of every day, and it's up to us to open our eyes and our hearts to see it, feel it, and love it!

The world is full of magic things, patiently
waiting for our senses to grow sharper.

John Keats

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