A Kind of Enhanced Propinquity

“That’s the thing about magic; you’ve got to know it’s still here, all around us, or it just stays invisible for you.” ~ Charles de Lint

“Magical places are always beautiful and deserve to be contemplated . Always stay on the bridge between the invisible and the visible. ” ~ Paulo Coelho

“M is for magic. All the letters are, if you put them together properly. You can make magic with them, and dreams, and, I hope, even a few surprises” ~ Neil Gaiman 

“Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.” ~ Nora Roberts

Perhaps it is true that something changed last night. In dreams, maybe? I don’t know. It just feels like it. That’s all I seem to know. Sometimes it is best to step back and just watch and listen when something amorphous comes along. You don’t have to always do something; to analyze, to pencil it in. I guess I am talking about go with the flow. To do nothing. Just watch, just wait. It’s all so confusing. I wish I could remember my dreams. My psychotherapist would love that. But I have been recently experiencing a kind of enhanced propinquity with these dreams. They are running closer to the surface. And when I awake I don’t feel the anxiety that is almost always sponsored in dreams. You know, like thrashing about in my sleep; stuff like that. I hope this continues. Times like these usually suggest that I am coming to feel the Magic again; that ever elusive goal. Other than that . . . the cat is on my lap, the coffee is good, and the skunk seems to have complied with my wishes for her to go away and stay away. It’s a workday promising to be challenging and tiring. Yesterday was like that. About work: I feel it is best to not place work in a separate category from the rest of life. It’s all life and magic is real. Kind of a clunky way to end this post, but I gotta get to my day, writerly obligations notwithstanding. See ya.

Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.


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