Making Your Life Magical
Photography by Morgan Whitney Photography
When I was little, my mom would find sneaky ways to insert magic into our lives. I remember when she would take me outside in the early mornings when our neighborhood was still asleep to look at the dewdrops on the grass before they disappeared under the sun’s heat. We would get really close to the ground to see the droplets. She would tell me stories about how the dewdrops were for the fairies to have tea parties. I believed in fairies as a kid and think about this as an adult when I see dewdrops. And maybe I still believe in fairies.
This kind of magic cost my mom nothing but her imagination. It continues to enrich my life. The magic in life may be more challenging to access as an adult because we tend to forget we are responsible for creating it. Those of us who want to explore life in a deep way most likely already appreciate how spirituality, ritual, and magic improves our quality of life. Not only does this exploration make for an interesting life, but putting these explorations into practice creates real ripples in our day to day. Practicing spirituality, performing rituals, and creating magic make our lives meaningful.
How you make your life magical is completely up to you. It isn’t the kind of magic that sparks out of wand for all to see and understand, but it can be just as powerful. This kind of magic is personal and illuminates life’s synchronicities because you attribute meaning to it – that’s what makes it special.
Start by creating a relationship with something you notice. Perhaps you pay attention to the crow that sits in your yard every day. You watch the crow fly between trees and chatter in the wind. “Hi crow, thank you for visiting me today.” Then you’re on a walk somewhere unfamiliar and you hear a crow chattering in the wind. Maybe you’re overcome with a sense of ease and connection. “Hello crow, I hear you!” You move on in life and notice all the crows that visit you along the way.
Years back I was visited by the wildflower Columbine in a meditation. I already had a relationship with this flower; always hunting for it in the alpines. Something about the Columbine flower is so magical to me. Maybe it’s the delicate petals or its unique colors depending on the altitude it lives in. I was feeling upset and approached a lonely Columbine in this meditation. Something out of the shadows appeared and tried to yank the flower out of the ground. I dove over the flower to protect it and yelled out, “No!” The shadow disappeared and then the flower spoke, “Don’t be afraid, I am not alone, there are many of me, and you are not alone either.” The flower told me that I would soon be admired and all I needed to do was notice. The lonely flower multiplied and suddenly there were thousands of Columbine wildflowers blooming in a grove in front of me. When I came out of the meditation I cried.
About a month later, I traveled to Colorado and was hiking to an alpine lake. Out of nowhere, I found myself in a sea of Columbines. It was so magical, and I held a deep feeling of belonging. Now this kind of magic wouldn’t make sense to anyone but me. It felt like it was all there for me.
You have the power to see what all is here for you.
Gunnison, CO by Brittny Manos
