Magic
Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2001 10:03 pm
A man taught a small boy that there was no magic.
"It's all an illusion," he said, with pride. "No such thing, no siree!" and he huffed and puffed on his way.
The little boy stood, almost in tears. "No magic?" he cried, "oh good grief!"
And a bright Lady came to the crying boy and said, "Magic is what YOU make of it. Come and see."
And she took the boy by the hand, and led him into a big building with letters on the front and lots of other little boys and girls inside.
She led the little boy to the end of the hall and sat him atop a tall stool, like the grown-ups use.
"Look inside of this," she said and produced a magic tube. The boy looked and saw little round things moving swiftly in all directions in the grainy light.
In the middle of the light, one of the round things stopped moving and started to change.
"What's happening?" asked the boy.
"Magic," said the Lady. "Just watch."
And the little boy watched and the small, single celled animal divided and the little boy witnessed the miracle of reproduction.
And the Lady took him outdoors now, for the sun had set and pointed up at the stars and as she did, one streaked across the sky and the little boy saw the miracle of a meteor. The magic of a falling star.
And as the years passed, the little boy grew into a man, but he never forgot the magic the Lady had showed him.
And now, he shows people magic of the hands and the mind all over the world and each show, he remembers the Lady and gives thanks while hoping that he, too can help someone remember that there IS magic in the world.
respectfully,
Lee Darrow, C.Ht.
who was that little boy - and in some ways, still is.
"It's all an illusion," he said, with pride. "No such thing, no siree!" and he huffed and puffed on his way.
The little boy stood, almost in tears. "No magic?" he cried, "oh good grief!"
And a bright Lady came to the crying boy and said, "Magic is what YOU make of it. Come and see."
And she took the boy by the hand, and led him into a big building with letters on the front and lots of other little boys and girls inside.
She led the little boy to the end of the hall and sat him atop a tall stool, like the grown-ups use.
"Look inside of this," she said and produced a magic tube. The boy looked and saw little round things moving swiftly in all directions in the grainy light.
In the middle of the light, one of the round things stopped moving and started to change.
"What's happening?" asked the boy.
"Magic," said the Lady. "Just watch."
And the little boy watched and the small, single celled animal divided and the little boy witnessed the miracle of reproduction.
And the Lady took him outdoors now, for the sun had set and pointed up at the stars and as she did, one streaked across the sky and the little boy saw the miracle of a meteor. The magic of a falling star.
And as the years passed, the little boy grew into a man, but he never forgot the magic the Lady had showed him.
And now, he shows people magic of the hands and the mind all over the world and each show, he remembers the Lady and gives thanks while hoping that he, too can help someone remember that there IS magic in the world.
respectfully,
Lee Darrow, C.Ht.
who was that little boy - and in some ways, still is.