I recently read in a book that part of the alluring magic in classics like Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings may be more real than we think.  This author believes that she is learning to see it more and more. It's through the power of creation within.

I love these classic magical stories, as do my sons.  The thought of leaving the blandness of the everyday mundane life and getting lost in a magical world is appealing. It’s especially true when the world we are in seems so boring and not magical.  

Yet, I, myself am finding that magic here in this world is more real when you know how and where to look for it. It’s a fun game to play in life as I look for the magic and believe.   It’s the practice of non-belief that actually creates the rote and mundane where magic is lost.

It’s a choice… My choice; so I seek the magic.  My job is to simply seek it.  I seek magic. I seek the extraordinary. I seek God. I seek bliss and what I seek, I always find.   That is magical. And, that is reality.

Today in the car I asked my son who is 10, if he wanted to get married when he grew up. The ensuing conversion gave me pause and I pondered the magic of it. 

Mom: Riley, do you want to get married to a girl when you grow up? 

Riley: “I don’t know.” Was his first response, followed by a thoughtful pause and then he added, “I suppose if love strikes me…” another brief pause and then, matter of factly, “Only time will tell.”  I smiled at the description of ‘love striking.’ What a way to put it, I thought.   

Mom: Mmmm…. Do you think you want to have children? 

Riley: Yes, if I get married.  

Mom: How many children would you like to have? 

Riley: Three, 1 boy and 2 girls.  

Mom: Do you have any names you’d like to name them? 

Riley: Well… if I had a girl I would name her Luna.  

Mom: Any other names for the other kids? 

Riley: No…  Well, for the boy, Rocky.  

Mom: What about the other girl? 

Riley: I dunno.  

Mom: Ok. (pause) So what kind of a girl would you like? 

Riley: I dunno…

Mom: What color of hair do you like?

Riley: Black. 

Mom: You mean dark like mine, or darker? 

Riley: Yours is brown, not black. I like black and green eyes.  

Mom: Wow… that sounds beautiful.  

I smiled to myself.  Though he’s far from this, he has thought about it. As I smiled at the thought of one day seeing him with a beautiful woman who has green eyes and black hair, I thought how beautiful she’d be for a boy with so much love in his being.  

I imagined Riley going through his life as he does, totally focused on the things he loves, developing himself, working and playing.  He’s so dialed into his own life and loves it.  Being happy as he is, unaware of the others around him. He’s operating from a place of contented bliss in who he is. 

Then I imagine, one day without a thought, love strikes and changes his life forever in beautiful ways.  A dark haired beauty with green eyes looks at him. All of a sudden, he sees more outside the life he loves. Because he loves so much where he is, he can invite others in. 

This is how he operates.  He lives in the present moment of bliss and doesn’t take a thought for a future that doesn’t exist. He doesn’t worry about what other people think or try to change things in his life by looking on the outside to try to fix the inside.  

His world and life are perfect and filled with happiness because he creates it. He doesn’t need anything outside himself to change that.  He intuitively knows that perfection is his birthright and he lives it. 

I realize that I, myself, keep looking for something outside myself to fix inside myself.  It’s not even because I can’t do it myself. The default that has been nurtured into me, is to distrust myself.  As I learn more intimately how to love myself and what is, I realize that I don’t need anything else.  

By loving the life I have, I can fulfill the desire for love in my life after the death of my husband. I can find it. Living in a way that brings so much joy, that’s the piece I was missing.  That reminder that my son doesn’t mean to give me, to live in the bliss of now is perfect, magical. 

Part of the magic in this moment is that he’s just living in the magic and contentment of his desired and created personal, happy bliss. He’s not pushing it on me, requiring it of me, asking me to change or anything. He is just being himself, enjoying the moment. 

When we live in the beauty of who we are, we invite by default all those who are touched by our lives. We offer the opportunity to others to live their lives in the magical contented bliss of where we are. And we give them a knowing of how to create it by simply being in it. 

My 10 year old lives there.  It’s miraculous to watch him.   I smile again as I think of how the magic is all around me.  I have powers… magical powers, just like my boy, to create the bliss of living happily in the now.  How powerful that is to attract so much love. 

I think again of that day when a green eyed beauty looks at my son and her gaze pierces his heart.   I perceive that he’ll do anything for her and love her unconditionally and deeply.  She’ll be in awe of the love that she feels because he lives and embodies it. 

He will simply have an abundance of that to give.   It’s a beautiful thought. Today, I see a glimpse of the magic of creation. Knowing that my son reminded me how to live in happiness and being satisfied with that happiness.  Love strikes me today in a deep way.  It’s so yummy!  And now, I’ll get to work on creating that kind of life for me, again.  

Someday, I’ll look back on this memory. Just maybe it’ll come back to me as I am holding a little green-eyed grand-daughter named Luna.  I’ll smile in awe of the miracle before me.  Maybe right now I’m getting a glimpse of it and then I’ll be reminded again, that magic is real.