gratitude for magic

my mother is magic. she taught me to convene with the animals and listen to their wisdom. she showed me how to sing at the top of my lungs with joy in my heart. she taught me how important it was to create beauty in my life, in my art and in my heart. she taught me how to take care of myself and to be a strong, independent woman.

my father is magic. he taught me how to take risks. how to go all in. how to be loyal with my full heart. how to be strong and passionate. how to provide for myself and be generous with others. he taught me to live life to the fullest and not take no for an answer. he taught me the joys of hosting and sharing space with loved ones.

my sisters are magic. they each have carved a path in life that is uniquely theirs. they have taught me about sisterhood and how this bond is deeper than most others. they taught me to laugh, and to cry, and to know when to stand my ground.

i am magic. i allow myself to be all that i am. some days its messy and less than Light and somedays I am a bright shining beam. i surrender to life's twist and turns and i have faith in each direction change and diversion the divine order in all.

we are magic. together we are everything. i am you and you are me. and we are the definition of divinity.