what magic actually is
so what is magic actually? because most people don’t know.
magic is a frequency. magic for me is a frequency. when i say that i think of a man that i met my second day in brazil at the beach and he approached me and started speaking to me in portuguese. and we were able to have a brief conversation using the translation on my phone. but that didn’t matter to him. i felt familiar to him and so he continued to talk to me. i shared some of my coffee with him. and then he went on his way. as i left the beach and walked up the steps he was at the top of the steps and pointed down to his cooler. when i looked in his cooler i was expecting to see fish or shrimp or crabs or something. i’m not really sure. it was very early in the morning. but when i looked in the cooler there was nothing in there but water and a plastic cup. he saw the look on my face and realized that i was confused. he then reached into the cooler and grabbed the cup with a bit of water in it and poured it on my feet to get the sand off. that’s when i realized that is what he was doing to make money and it brought me to tears because it was something so simple yet so profound because there’s nothing more frustrating than trying to get sand off of your feet when you end up taking a stroll on the beach unexpectedly. and i remember thinking that’s honest work. i don’t know why that moment or that exchange with that gentleman touched me so much and i think about it often. i’ve been here almost a year and i’ve passed him a few times on the street and he recognizes me and he always nods and smiles but there’s something about him that is so magical.
the magical people that i have experienced in seeing and that i give recognition and acknowledgment to can heal people with things as basic as soil.