Are you a Muggle or a Wizard?!
Updated: October 18, 2016
Are you a Muggle or a Wizard?
I overheard a couple complaining in the grocery store as I was buying apples for my vegan apple crisp recipe. (note to self Macintosh apples go mushy, Empires stay crisp!)
Waa Waa Waa it’s cold, it’s damp, the leaves are wrecking the yard, joints hurt, gas bills are going to go up, it’s getting darker, the squirrels are bugging the dogs, the crows are getting too loud waa waa waa. Did you see ALL THOSE DIRTY LEAVES my goodness waa waa waa. My joints hurt too waa waa waa. So damp and dreary. The colors are nice but they don’t last, no they don’t. waa waa waa.
It occurred to me feeling their energy and listening to their words that they couldn’t see the magic in the world staring them in the face everywhere!
I thought.. hmmm… Muggles!
Yes I have been watching all the Harry Potter movies again in preparation for my new Oracle School that I intend to be my cherished version of Hogwarts legacy. After all I’m past mid life even though my spirit remains forever young, wild, rebellious and free. I want to leave a meaningful contribution.
If Dumbledore was a crimson haired beauty and rode a Harley I would be him now a “her”.
Or I could just be me as I am but you get what I’m saying.
In my vision of the world I see the beauty and living magic in the bright colors that come and go quickly yes but long enough for me to wonder in awe of the moment they burst into color like the Phoenix bird.
I smell the decaying leaves and feel the poetic melancholy of the seasonal change, life dying temporarily, to sleep and dream a new world into being.
I sometimes think the Autumn season was created to teach us about surrender and letting go, of death and dying and the honest ephemeral quality of life, why remaining in the moment is so important to truly take in the splendor of being alive.
I caught myself thinking waa waa waa my joints hurt this morning. Why is Marc not doing this or that- waa waa waa. In my book Uncharted I talk about spiritual narcolepsy and for a moment I dreamt that in my reality there was no magic- just separation.
Yet as we all can, I course corrected! (45 minutes of morning meditation helps immensely)
And….I don’t want to be a Muggle! I want to see the magic in all things. I know this is a choice.
I look out into my yard with acres of fallen leaves and one majestic flaming orange tree whirling in the wind. Yes a phoenix- a mythical firebird lingers between breaths in my yard!
That fiery phoenix bird that explodes then is reborn is in a way a reminder that for some who see through the lens of scarcity and disconnection then the concept of death feels jarring, wrong, fearful of shadows, only able to see the ashes and not the value of them. Then, grief and sadness and all those emotions from which great poetry arises is repressed and somehow distorted.
Life returns in the strangest of ways if you know how to look.
The way we’re willing to see the world determines if we are a Muggle or a Wizard. In the Harry Potter movies they are born to one affinity or the other.
We get to choose.
So if you choose Muggle.. its not bad, its just limited shall we say, and you will only see the world as your five senses and cultural biases dictate. You’ll be influenced by scientific materialism, competition for limited resources, disconnection, separation from the big God in the sky and nowhere close to you etc. etc.
Muggle is actually safer to be honest. Nice and cozy and familiar.. even the fears are your known companions even if you don’t like them, like distant family that shows up uninvited for Christmas dinner. They are still your relatives after all. You have to feed them.
If you choose Wizard, well then everything has purpose Spirit is everywhere inside you outside you in a wildly beautiful connected collaborative abundant universe with endless possibilities. Etc. etc. Wizard is entering the Uncharted and with every step is a magical discovery and the way you get there is to make friends with change, transformation and uncertainty. Not so safe if you crave certainty and the familiar.
So what’ll it be today ..
I choose Wizard …You?