This blooming yucca plant, which has never done so in the 17 years we've lived in our house, made me wonder, "Why?"
Why the "magic" now, to bloom in a way that delighted my husband and me after so many years?
A common definition of magic involves illusions that deceive but I believe magic is something grander than what the human eye can see. It’s the result of things coming together in life in such a way that I and others say, “How’d she do that?!!” With the response,”I don’t know! It just happened!”
These moments of delightful surprise are not due to incantations or a magic wand but in the moments of willing to let go of all my knowing, planning and efforting long enough for random, unsuspecting people and events like ingredients in some magical recipe, come together in a real way.
It comes from dreaming of something that will delight me and those around me, conjuring the ingredients (planning practical steps), mixing them with pure intention and focus, baking (waiting as the thing cooks up), taking the dram out (being open to receive from a pure heart without attachment), and marveling at the end product...the magic of something that came out better than I thought it could.
For me, this process takes a varying amount of time. Sometimes moments, sometimes years.
The longer the time, the less clarity I had on what I wanted or the “work” to be done to clear the undercurrent of stuff that wasn’t taking up needless space...to get a pure place so the intention could be strong and clear.
The shorter the time, usually around a sharp urgency, the less undercurrent bullshit since there’s no space to exist. In those moments, the capacity to receive the vastness of the magic was there.
Unfortunately, I confess, I have spent most of my time in the longer timeframe because of my
- arrogance of anxiety (worrying about what will happen as if I could know all possible outcomes in the vastness of infinite possibilities)
- Previous lack of knowledge of unwinding the mixing process of what true intention, meaning a clear one that serves all, by cleaning the undercurrent of fear which easily brings forward the forgotten wisdom gift and ingredients into the recipe
- Control of the baking process of micromanaging how the ingredients would come together by fiddling with the temperature and messing up what was in process by adding more ingredients
- Inability to receive the end product because of being afraid of what my dream would give me in reality.
What I’m saying is that I’m a user of what I teach, not just a pusher. I experiment and play with my own heart and soul so I can see if this stuff works, not to profit from but to realize my own dreams, if that makes sense.
I use the elements of my True Life Roadmap everyday (North Star as my guiding point, clearing the trajectory by going to the root, the living the elects that give me true power). I’m my own guinea pig.
How else would I know? How else does anyone know their wisdom knowledge other than living it?
And then what to do with that magical recipe? Hoard it like the miser who kept his gold only for his own enjoyment? Or spread it, as gracefully as possible as a toddler does as it continues to learn?
To me, magic only is worthwhile when you share it with others. To delight the people you love, and even those you don’t know, with it so that we can all ask, “Wow! How did you do that?!”
To be trite, that’s one reason why we’re here on earth, to share our magical gifts that, by their nature, uplift the spirit of those around us.
And we all got it. We all have a magical gift. It stitches “the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.” Ray Bradbury
I’m curious. What’s your magic recipe? Do you share your magic by showing up 100% you everyday?
Imagine a world if we all did.