This week in my book club we were talking about magic in every day life. How many of us spend time in the land of the Fae? It was quickly regarded by my friends that I might daily be visiting that magical land.
And it is true. I believe in the magic of every day things. I see life with dreamy eyes.
Today when walking, I came across these vines which reminded me of the hand of the Earth reaching out from the land to touch the air. Or the hand of God, reaching up to us. Of course it is a vine. But it is also the hand of God, reminding me that He is in everything, He is everywhere, He is in me. And it is the magical hand of Earth telling me to be mindful of how I treat this place where I've been given to live. And to teach my children to do the same.
When I see the vines stretching and crossing over one another I think of how we as people collide and combine and work together to live this life. Sometimes we are the support, strong but supple, holding up the others. Other days we are attacked by outside forces and need a stronger aid to lift us up.
Magic is everywhere and serves us well as we walk along. Some might say this is stopping to smell the flowers. I think it is stopping to take the hand of God wherever we might find it. And then dancing together inside.