Step into Your Mystical-Magical
Words touch me like fire and wind. They move my heart, my spirit, my soul. They haunt my dreams, collecting themselves in a line, pushing through my mind to be heard.
So I give voice to them however I can.
In the silence of the forest, I listen to those words whisper their truth in my ear. They march alongside me like soldiers, stomping their feet in unison.
Whenever I express a particularly deep truth, I am moved to tears by it. Those words, so sincere, caress my very being and I can do nothing but weep. My friend, who is also as tearful as I, recently asked me why he cries so much when he’s with me.
“We step into the mystical-magical, my dear friend!” I told him. We are close to such powerful truth that it can be overwhelming and what is a mere mortal to do but to cry!?
Stepping into your mystical-magical needn’t be that dramatic. It might cause you to smile warmly to yourself as you observe a beautiful moment in time such as a small child delighting in an ice cream cone or the slant of light as it pierces the morning mist. It only requires that you look and listen closely.
Your mystical-magical is waiting for you, too, if you slow down long enough to let it in.
Travels to Myself « The Power of SlowNovember 1, 2012 at 4:08 am
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