Sunday, January 29, 2012

Ordinary magic

It's easy to recognize magic when it comes with words and wands, with smoke and mirrors, with a spotlight shown on an illusion so marvelous you stop looking for how the trick gets done. It's a glorious thing, when something happens and it's so large that you cannot help but stop and wonder. We need magic like that, that's flashy and obvious.

But there are also the smaller magics: a friend who really listens, a letter in the post on a day when hearing "I love you" matters, a hand extended in welcome or comfort. Things that are quiet, and real, and no less magical for that.


  1. There is magic found over shared cups of coffee -- and someone being there. It is definitely a beautiful thing.

    Lovely reminder of that. :-)

    1. "They tell how Ulysses, glutted with wonders,

      Wept with love to descry his Ithaca

      Humble and green. Art is that Ithaca

      Of green eternity, not of wonders. "

      ("Cuentan que Ulises, harto de prodigios,
      LlorĂ³ de amor al divisar su Itaca
      Verde y humilde. El arte es esa Itaca
      De verde eternidad, no de prodigios.")

      Jorge Luis Borges, "Ars Poetica"