Mini Magick
We Are Already Living Our Wildest Dreams
In the pursuit of all of my dreams, I realized I am already living most of them. I was leaving a movie theater with three friends and I was struck with the understanding that at one point in my life, all I wanted was friends. I didn’t have dreams beyond that, I just wanted to feel like myself around a group of people who felt like themselves and we could all be ourselves next to each other. Yesterday that happened. It’s happened before and it will happen again.
The growing urge for more and more and more is gnawing at my brain. I can feel it snaking into my spine like an overconfident houseguest with one too many requests. “Sir, this is my house and I’ll have you know, we have rules!” Is what I would like to say to the current culture of enough is never enough. I have enough. And it’s beautiful. I am looking to expand, not accelerate up. I am looking to explore, not perfect. This I practice in the little moments between meetings, between feedback loops, between the ever-present urge to be better.
I have enough because I have worked hard to give myself the capacity to show up and take it all in regardless of what happens. That is my greatest dream and my greatest accomplishment. It’s a funny thing to be working towards something else and suddenly realize you have everything you’d ever asked for previously. I am still reaching for things unknown but it is wonderful to sit with what is and realize that the effort does indeed produce results.
I wonder, what dreams are you living now? What had you once longed for that you now hold in your hands? And is it as good as you thought it would be? No matter where life ends up taking me as I steadily put one foot in front of the other, I know I have already “made it.” It is delicious to care and be cared for.
The Mini Magick List:
I shot some social media videos with a nonprofit I really love and everyone’s outfits matched up with their backgrounds. This wasn’t planned and I might have been the only one so jazzed about it but it was amazing.
This morning a tiny dog escaped his yard and spent the day harassing everyone he could find. He really looked to be enjoying himself and I feel like every so often one should be allowed to be a pest purely for the thrill of it. (It helps if you are about a foot tall and have floppy ears.)
On my walk, I stopped to talk to a rose bush and realized, too late, the rose bush’s keeper was sitting on his front porch. I haven’t been reported to the local police for being institutional escapee yet but there’s still time.
ANNOUNCEMENT: Regretfully, my last post was automatically sent to Paid Readers Only. Substack decided to update that on my behalf and I am just now realizing what happened. I so appreciate everyone’s support but I wish to make my work available to anyone who wants to enjoy it. Needs may change this decision later but for now, I have scheduled that post to be resent next week, May 15th so non-paid subscribers can read and comment. Thank you for your patience as platforms update and my busy brain races to catch up! Please enjoy my view from this week:
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