Recipe for Creating Magic

In speaking to some recent graduates it seems

some people think that being an adult sucks. But I’m here to tell you, it doesn’t have to.

As we pack up to make the transition from childhood to adult, we might come across an old, hand written recipe marked “Magic”.

We need to put this one in a safe place and hold on to it forever. Because using this formula accesses the most wonderful part of being a human; our ability to create.

Within each of us is the gift of our imagination. And our imagination combined with faith is what we have come to call, magic.

Magic gets a bad reputation because we start connecting it with trickery or illusions. Life was full of Santa Claus and birthday candle wishes until someone decided we were old enough to know the “truth”.

They talked us into believing that not only does none of that stuff exist, but we were being fooled, tricked into believing it. We feel disappointed, disillusioned and distrustful. Some of us make a decision to join ranks with the non believers so that we can be smart like them.

Don’t be smart like them.

At a certain point in our spiritual journey we begin to see that the truth is not necessarily The Truth.

In order to live a joyful life we need magic.

We need to know that the world we currently experience with our five senses is the world of the past. It was imagined and created in the past.

We are beings sent to create the future.

In order to do this we must open the door and go into our imaginations as often as possible. We need to spend time with the artifacts of our lives and contemplate how they came to be. Each and every material and immaterial object we behold began in the imagination. Someone just added a bit of faith and poof! It appeared. Just. Like. Magic.

As official adults, we may think it undignified to spend significant time and energy dedicated to childhood pursuits such as attempts to fly using an umbrella, invisibility, teaching our pets to talk, or seeking reliable public transit for the city of Nashville.

That is all wrong.

As adults, we now have more resources to add to these pursuits. We have access to information, money and possibly, engineering degrees. Also, we can stay up as late as we want. Adulthood is the ideal time to lean in to the concept of magic and see what happens next.

The world we currently see is what seemed impossible to generations past. Each generation goes forward to create the things that only those with the wildest imaginations would be able to make manifest. Go out to the edge and keep on going. Our imaginations are infinite for a reason. Nothing compares to the thrill of a vivid and wild ride through the universe of our own imagination.

Scripture says simply that it is given to us according to our faith. Faith is a basic element of magic. The more you have, the bigger the magic.

Most of us have learned by now never to enter the imagination without a full tank of faith.

Imagination combined with faith creates magic; imagination combined with fear gets you a prescription for

Lexipro.

As adults we get to choose our own tribe. If we seek magic, the easiest way to find it is to join with others who seem to be having a really good time. Magic only happens in conjunction with happiness and joy. A lot of despair, depression, and drudgery exist to show us we are in the wrong place. Find the people who delight in ideas and traffic in possibilities. Do exercises that strengthen the faith muscles.

The hallmark of a bull-shitter is how committed they are to their own belief that they know the truth.

Nobody on earth knows how it is. We are all just in the brainstorming phase of human evolution and it’s obvious that we are easily susceptible to repeating mistakes. We can find ourselves in a complete cluster cuss of mostly really bad ideas. We can recognize the good ones by the way they make us feel positive and alive.

When we are feeling the exhilaration and joy of faith, combined with the excitement, and childlike wonder of imagination, we will be ready to create our own unique, one of a kind, brand of you-magic. And isn’t that the Truth of why we are here? 

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