Believing in Magic

Believing in Magic

I love snow more than most people. Snow reminds me of what is sacred in life, and in the magic of heaven. Yes, I’m a romantic and a believer in magic. I actually believe and have seen in my dreams what collaborates what I think: I was sent in this body to Earth from a snow planet. In my dream, the only color I see is red, which I believe is the sight of being infused with life force blood as I lay on a slab of ice surrounded in an igloo-like cave by hundreds of loving ice-people. I recognize I am preparing to be sent to Earth. This is why every time I see snow it feels like home and I am filled with the sensation of being a spiritual being. Snow brings me back to the dream, to the magic, and to my heart. Dreaming is good. Magic is real. Believing is a choice.

I will always be a believer in the magic.


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