“You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.” ― Friedrich Nietzsche
There is a kind of magic that is born from the soil of experience, the magic of the mundane if you will, which under the light of awareness, shines sacred. I wonder if some of us are wired to experience life in a magical realist way. Asi parece. Magical realism is not just a literary genre; it is a way of living, of perceiving life, of engaging the world. How do we convey the way our hearts pound when we see a flower in full bloom, a bird in flight, the hungry eyes of another soul, the threads of dreams embedded in the fabric of our lives, the mystery of life revealing itself moment to moment–perhaps more slowly than we would like?
Here are a few images of magical places from my wanderings in the neighborhood of Wynwood in Miami, around my favorite cafe where I go write and drink the best coffee in town. I am grateful for the creativity surging through the surfaces, spaces, and beings of this tropical city.
Time itself is a river that flows in circles that wrap around our hearts in spirals. Here you can see through the glass reflecting sky, a clock of flying birds cycling around, enacting the myth of the eternal return. Henry Miller said:
“The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware.”
What are you divinely aware of? Go out, explore, find something beautiful that catches your eye, that sets your heart on fire, that melts your mind, that heals your soul. Now bask in that liquid wonder…
“Do anything, but let it produce joy. Do anything, but let it yield ecstasy.” ~Henry Miller
New Moon blessings dear ones! Yes to riding the waves of flow and nurturing new life,