LOVE MONTH: DAY 22: “There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved. It is God’s finger on man’s shoulder.” — Charles Morgan
Isn’t this the best quote? It is a new one for me this year. That is always nice, because I get to frame a new quote into my morning writing.
I love the whole idea of magic. I am a very Celtic woman, and the whole race is fond of magic and fairies and dragons and tales of wonder and awe. This pleases my spirit. At this time of year, their focus is less on Christmas than on the changing of the seasons and the wonder of the Universe as it shifts gears into winter.
I like that, although I am not a fan of winter. We have too much of it, even here at the beach, for my liking. After bringing out my coats and boots and sweaters for a few days, I am quite over it. But, the magic of snow is pretty amazing. As long as I am not in it, I think it is beautiful and magical.
And the changing of the seasons, although it is not that apparent here, is magical also. The longest darkness of the year was yesterday. It is powerful.
And, the magic of transformation that we see each year, the bulbs are coming up in my yard, they want Spring as badly as I do. That is always magical. I plant them with firm faith that they will do what they do, but it always surprises me. I find great love in that!
Every single seed I planted last week will not sprout, but I consider it magic. And love fills my heart when they do. For every moment I spend in this amazing place called Nature or Mother Earth, I find my heart filled with love for what happens. None of us is capable of creating this magic.
And, I always feel the finger of God on my shoulder when I dig in the dirt or walk on the beach and watch the waves that never stop and that no one is around to monitor or control. It just all happens, and I love being in that flow.
I don’t know how others feel that kind of love. Sometimes I feel it for people, but not as consistently and all-consumingly as I do in Nature. It takes my breath away. I felt like that, at certain times, for my husband. But I always feel it in Nature.
I remember planting all the trees we had on our property. They became magnificent, although they started so small. Magic! And the gardens and the beauty of the setting and the ocean and animals. Yeah, I feel like God’s finger is on my shoulder whenever I see an eagle fly or a hawk soar.
During the fires, there was a particularly difficult day when I felt like the world was going to spew smoke and ash on my head forever. I was so depressed and sad. And a particular bird that comes to my yard in his migration every year, beautiful and very distinct bird; made an appearance at the very top of my neighbors’ tree and sang for about 10 minutes…magic! And the finger of God was on my shoulder.
The beauty of all of this is that I could not connect quite so deeply or well to the wonder and awe and magic of life till I got here with you folks and let my heart open to how much love there is all around me, even though I sometimes feel quite alone.
God’s finger is always there. It is my job to find it and allow myself to feel it. And the surprise is always the same…my breath is taken away! I really, really love that!
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