Beauty and magic are one and the same, for both are in the eye of the beholder —
What is mundanity to one is high magic to another —
What is rubbish to one is ruby to another —
Magic is defined by the mundane, just as light is defined by darkness, and goodness by evil —
Supernatural is defined by what is considered natural, for its bounds can only be exceeded if the line is first drawn.
There is no such thing as supernatural. If it happened, it is a part of nature, if only a lesser-recognized facet.
Perhaps magic is about recognizing that we had the key all along —
Perhaps magic is about recognizing that the bounds we’ve placed on reality’s very horizons are self-imposed —
Perhaps magic is about a return to the wholeness of our being.
So many of us who feel like something is missing from our lives. What if we were right all along, and that it’s there to be reclaimed, right underneath our noses?