“Where is the magic?” This is a question I often asked myself while tramping along the same little dirt road in Australia to get my daily exercise. I was feeling very lost, not geographically, but rather, internally. I was on a spirit quest.
There is a magic to life, but one must be observant and intentional. The next step for me was, “Show me the magic.” When I passionately asked and intended to find the answer, it finally came. Surprise, surprise, the answer did not come by way of my cell phone or the internet. Nature showed me the way.
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”