In 7 days I’ll be on a plane flying back west, back home. Part of me is craving the comforts and familiarity: I miss my loved ones, endless variations of vegan food, the warm earthy scents of home, the softness of my bed, the ease of being surrounded by a culture I know and understand.
The sun is shining – the sun is shining. That is the Magic. The flowers are growing – the roots are stirring. That is the Magic. Being alive is the Magic – being strong is the Magic. The magic is in me – the Magic is in me. It is in me – it is in me. It’s in every one of us.
– Colin, “The Secret Garden”
Colin is right. The magic in life is celebrating all its facets.
A breeze’s caress
Sweet green scents