There is something that we generally acknowledge is part of our early childhood. We believe in imaginary things such as Santa Claus, fairies, dragons, warlocks, and invisible friends. We laugh with them and allow them to enjoy them as we are reminded of how magical the world was to us at that age.
Somehow along the way we learn to be realistic, to be practical, to have both feet firmly on the ground and as a result lost something precious to our well being.
We the magic of life in all it's splendour and magic. We lost the full use of our imagination which made everyday events dance and sparkle with a life of it's' own.
We are all intimately involved with the magic of life. We breathe in is that not magic. We taste a strawberry is that not magic. We can go on a hero's quest in our mind is that not magic.
When we fail to see, feel and hear the magic of life are we not living less than fully. Magic is everywhere but only if look for it.