shadow

The shadow caught my eyes as it flashed across the ground. I jerked my head up to find the source only to spot a leaf floating down from the branches above. The two seemed at impossible odds. How could the shadow move so fast compared to the dancing leaf? Perhaps it was just one more of those truths that science could attempt to explain but I would prefer to remain a magical mystery… So, I watched the leaf as it twisted and paused, dropped and spiraled, until it came to a soft landing on the grass at my feet. The first of many I witnessed that day where the shadow sped across my vision while the leaf waltzed with the breeze.

impossible is nothing

I believe in several things that are “impossible.”

I believe in magic.  I believe in the miracle aspect of magic, that sometimes great things just happen, as well as the more applied aspects: chanting, coercing, nudging events to follow a certain path.  I certainly wouldn’t want to cross anyone who was proficient in voodoo.

I believe that something is definitely going on in the Bermuda Triangle.  This one is different from magic because it is a naturally occurring phenomenon rather than something imposed by those walking the earth.  To many things have gone down in that little geometric shape for them all to be coincidence.  It is not on my list of places to visit.

I believe in Bigfoot.  How often are we discovering new things about the world we live in?  How many times have those “new” things been right under our noses and we just didn’t have the technology or the drive to look for them.  But, more importantly, I want to believe in this creature of the wild lands.  I want to live in a world that still has mysteries like this to be uncovered.

I believe in super heroes.  I think we all have the potential to be a hero.  I think we all have it in us to rise up and do something extraordinary, to advocate, to save, to exceed expectations and perform beyond belief.  I think we can do this in a very real way if we just apply ourselves.  I also believe there are people among us who have developed their hero side a bit more, they act as our guardian angels and they look out for us as much as they can.

I believe in ghosts.  I grew up in a haunted house.  I’ve seen things I cannot explain, but I believed long before I had seen these spirits, shapes, bendings of light and color.  I would still believe even if I had never seen, even if all hauntings had been proved to be hoaxes.

I believe in aliens.  I won’t even get into the idea of UFOs and abductions.  Just a sheer size and numbers game, the universe is too vast, full of too many unknowns and therefore possibilities, for us to be the only intelligent species to have life.  It is selfish of us to think any other way.