Day 46 ~

This will be my last post for at least a couple weeks, while I gather with my siblings to celebrate our mother's 80 years of life. Her wish is to simply spend it with her children. She's been living on what's often called "borrowed-time" for over ten years. Between prescription drugs and Magic she is still with us.

Why do I use Magic? Even though mankind can successfully preform magic, the illusions defy logic. The greatest mystery of my life has been to trust in the unfathomable coincidences that defy logic. For decades I at least had an open mind to the possibility of something, but I was not convinced.

My two children literally saving my life opened my mind enough to accept the possibility of "God". Yes, a logical mind says it did take courage and will. Certainly their father always telling them not to stay, but to go for help in an emergency, helped. But I knew there had to be more.

What gave them the courage? There was only one way out of that car: a hole in the rear window. What force propelled two nearly four and six-year-old children to leave their unresponsive mother and walk through the woods to a relatively isolated house with winter occupants at home?

This may not sound like much beyond coincidence, but it began the quest of a lifetime: to find love; for myself and to appreciate always doing what's in the best interest of all life with unquestioning faith, because everything happens just as it's supposed to to keep us learning until the day we pass.

I was far from being ready to be on the path of knowing what's in the best interest of all concerned in my sphere of influence. Even though I believed there could be a God, it did not matter. I still needed to be convinced and I still had myself and who I was that needed to be faced.

For over twenty-five years I needed lesson after lesson. Did I realize this? Of course not. What's in it for me was always in the back of my mind, even to a degree. Even though my spirit lived, my physical mind and body changed in ways that eventually humbled me to a point of knowing who and what I am.

Whenever I ask myself, "What is this Magic?", it always comes down to hope being given, and only when the time is right. We need to experience what our spirit needs in order to experience the lessons for "our lifetime". All of our lessons are unfathomably connected, and it's not possible to fully reason.

Be observant of everything: whatever you see and hear may be too logic defying, but they somehow manifest in reality to guide us. Have faith things work out exactly as they're meant to for us all to learn who and what we are. Death is a part of being human, and when we realize the spirit only changes, it becomes easier to accept in peace.

Always ~ LL