Some day

Some day, I’ll return, some day I’ll once again sit among the tree trunks Play in the water Reflect Conjure A tearful, heart full of gratitude  I leave under the full moon Ready for ritual, magic and dreams Check out more daily post

Magic

As a child, I loved snow globes. Falling into the snow. Transported into another world. My wardrobe was not a wardrobe but a glass globe filled with tiny images, water and snow. Magic exists when we create it. ¬†When we believe in it. I choose to see the magic in everyday. What about you? Check…