I am grateful for this lesson I learned as a child…
when I was out in the world…exploring it…
how magic is so easy to fine…
when you’re out there looking for it.
I am grateful for this lesson I learned as a child…
when I was out in the world…exploring it…
how magic is so easy to fine…
when you’re out there looking for it.
May we be blessed to understand…
We are all magicians…
We all have the ability make another person smile…
We all have within us
the power to make them feel worthwhile.
There is an adage…a belief…I’ve heard some people say…
how every day may not be magical…but there is magic in every day.
And wondering if the people who use this aphorism really do know best
Here in North Carolina…we put this adage to the test.
We spent a day in Asheville…and before the day came to and end
we had the opportunity to meet with or talk to some of our family members and friends.
We had lunch with our great-granddaughter and her parents.
A great lunch where we couldn’t finish every bite
Then sat in the grass at the Biltmore Estate
and watched it light up at night.
We spent the night in a hotel…and soon after we closed our eyelids
our dreams were filled with the magic of everything we did.
Looking back without pretension…I would have to say…
with all the magic we experienced…It was a truly magical day.
But…we’ve also been blessed in our life…for we’ve developed a flair..
of finding little bits of magic everyday and everywhere.
In waking up together, enjoying flowers, sharing a walk
where sometimes we are silent…and other times…we talk.
Listening to the birds…smelling grass that’s newly mowed
eating lunch out on the porch…sharing ice cream…Rocky Road.
Which means when it comes to that old adage…
I have a different way to spin it…
Because I think any day can be thought of as magical…
if it has a whiff of magic in it.
May we all be grateful…
all those time we thought we were lost
for all the beauty that was revealed to us
by the strangers we’ve met
on the different paths we’ve crossed
Whatever path you choose in life
no matter where you go…no matter what you do…
don’t forget to stop every now and then
and appreciate the view
Whatever path you choose in life
no matter where you go…no matter what you do…
don’t forget to stop every now and then
and appreciate the view
I find it quite ironic that as I sit here in the mountains listening to the birds
How they only sing in melodies…they never sing in words.
Yet if I try to explain my feelings when I hear the singing of the birds…
All I have at my disposal…is the spoken or written words.
Which makes me wonder why I even try sometimes…because often I’ve conceded
to capture the beauty that surrounds me…no words are ever needed.
Beauty is personal…when we look upon something beautiful
there are subtle differences between the beauty we both see..
and I wonder if that’s exactly the way our creators meant for it to be.
The beauty nature creates for us…like the singing of the birds…
is meant to be felt individually within our hearts…
It was never meant for words.
Sunsets, flowers, trees, lakes, rivers, rainbows
clouds, summer rain, snowflakes…a distant thunder
Are meant to stir emotions in us
are meant to make us wonder.
We know how we feel when we experience love in any of it’s forms…
the sounds of a baby’s laughter
A kiss, a touch, a smile…a look
And how these feelings linger ever after…
Moments when the family’s all together…if only for a little while
is like watching the sun rise in the morning…it’s meant to make you smile.
There are so many moments in life that are beautiful in and of themselves…
moments that happen every day…
where the beauty of that moment is all we need…
where words only get in the way.
So many moments meant to be experienced…in silence…individually
and the fact that I’m using words to describe these moments…
Well…therein likes your irony.