EveryDay Magic. It’s a notion I’ve been pondering on a good deal lately. In fact, this post has been brewing in my mind for days now. Especially since I’ve been hosting the EveryDay Magic 365 Project.

Here we are on Day #21, and, to be honest, I don’t have 21 photos on my camera roll. And it’s not because I’ve ooh-shinied. I, like so many of you, haven’t gotten out much lately. There are only so many pictures I can take around the house!

One of the things that has occurred to me lately, though, is this…

Magic (much like its true nature) isn’t always visible.

Often magic is felt rather than seen.

In other words, there aren’t always visual traces left in its wake.

For instance (and this is what finally inspired me to write this post)… As I sit and write this post, I sit in front of my office window.

Yesterday, I added a new bird feeder and a big bag of bird seed to my grocery pickup. I had an extra garden “shepard’s hook”, so I placed it with the new bird feeder in the garden right in front of my office window.

At one point, since I started working this morning, I had a small bird land and begin eating from the bird feeder.

Now, add to that… It’s a stormy morning and I have Celtic music playing quietly in the background…

For me, there was magic felt in that moment.

“Food” for my spirit.

I could have taken a picture of the bird eating. (In fact, I considered it but by the time I grabbed my phone, which was in the other room, the moment had passed.)

Magical moments are quick and often fleeting. By the time we realize they’re happening, they’re already over.

And what is “magical” for one person isn’t necessarily “magical” for another. Magic is unique to each and every one of us as an individual, as a soul.

What speaks to my spirit may not speak to yours.

This does not, however, make the EveryDay Magic Project invalid. It may just cause it to morph a bit in the future.

Until next time, my dear friend, may you continue to be well.