Magical places

I often catch my breath in a beautiful place or moment and say, "This feels so magical."

I didn't consider myself a very creative or imaginative child, especially not compared to my children and their friends.  BUT I loved reading.  It was a beautiful escape for me.  The more I think about the places and moments when I feel magic now, the more I wonder if they don't remind me somehow of the magical places I journeyed to as a child through the doorway of stories into worlds of imagination.

I'm so thankful for the amount of reading my kids do, for the imagination and creativity they live out with their friends, for all the experiences they are having that will carry into their adulthood and create pockets of magic within a world of to do's, responsibility, and stress.  I hope they are able to find the magic and beauty everywhere as adults and bring others into it.  For ultimately, I think it is the magic beholders, magic feelers, magic makers, and those who invite others into their magical places that displaces the curses.  Those who believe that the magic is more real than the curse can find and bring beauty, love, solutions, light, and hope back into a hurting, gray world.