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The magic of life.
I think we have been robbing ourselves of it.
We have built our lives knowing what the weather will do for the next 10 days.
Where is the magic in that knowing?
If we rob ourselves of the magic of not knowing and creating instead expectations what comes next, we miss the biggest miracles in life.
Not knowing is a gift.
Not knowing what the weather will do.
A gift.
Not knowing if you see a friend in a week’s time.
A gift.
Not knowing if you are going out Friday in two weeks.
A gift.
We have scheduled ourselves into a life full of events where one event is chasing the next and we never get to rest or get curious or to get spontaneous.
When we were kids, we were incredibly spontaneous. All we knew was waking up in the morning and then the day would unfold from there. That is why we often love holidays because we can finally be surprised again (if we have not scheduled that time too with activities and events).
There is so much magic in life.
It is in fact miraculous. To see how birds pick plums from the tree and fly away with their beak wide open, holding it carefully, that is such a miracle. Observing a dragonfly whizzing from spot to spot, a miracle. Not knowing if it is becoming cloudy and rainy before it happens, a miracle.
We are the ones robbing ourselves of experiencing this very moment. This precious blink in time. We are the ones rolling out our expectations and desires and needs and wants to distract ourselves because we are too scared what our life will look like if we simply experience it from the now. We are the ones who believe that the next moment/event is better than what is right now.
I do not look at the weather forecast anymore. I do not have any particular plans. I do not know what happens the next day. And I realise that I have become so peaceful and delighted and content. Because I feel the excitement of me as a child again. The not knowing. A feeling like not knowing what I get for Christmas. Not knowing, what I get for dinner. Not knowing.
We have paced our lives into blobs and blips and have lost touch with the magic of life.
Fortunately there are rainbows who remind us that there is magic. In the now.
xx
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