What is magic to you?
To me, something is magical when it makes my heart sing. When my Heart Song is playing loud and clear, I feel happy, confident, and full of joy. I can’t wait to see what will happen next because I know it’s going to be wonderful.
The first time I learned to really recognize my Heart Song was when I was visiting Carmel-by-the-Sea a couple of years ago. It was as though I had been transported to an enchanted land, a place where anything was possible and beauty was everywhere. The quaint shops radiated romantic inspiration. And the white sanded beaches were peacefully welcoming.
I was there alone, but I felt surrounded by loved ones. My awareness of Oneness was at the forefront of my consciousness. I felt a deep sense of belonging. It was truly a magical experience for me.
While I was in Carmel-by-the-Sea, my Guides said, “Your highest good lies in Carmel.” At the time, I had no idea what that meant. And, quite frankly, it was a frustrating piece of Divine Guidance because there was no realistic way for me to remain in Carmel more than a few days longer. I had already been in the area for nearly two weeks. My travel funds were running low. As it was, I was camping on top of the mountain (in a primitive campsite no less) to save money.
“How in the world can my highest good lie in Carmel when I can’t stay in Carmel??!!” I thought that thought more than once, I don’t mind telling you. But, at the same time, I’d learned never to doubt what my Guides share with me. So, as I drove away from Carmel toward San Diego (and later, Mexico), I reflected time and time again on the guidance I’d received.
“What did it mean, ‘My highest good lies in Carmel?’“
It wasn’t until 3 months later, while I was actually living in Mexico, that I finally understood what my Guides had meant. I was sitting at the top of a rocky cliff overlooking the same Pacific ocean that hugs Carmel. It was a lonely day, and I was nursing a heartbreak. Really, I was nursing a long series of heartbreaks.
My quest to find my Sacred Soul Mate had delivered up, instead, a host of tragic relationships that revealed my deepest wounds and my most stubborn self-sabotaging patterns. We all have many soul mates, and it seemed that I had found every one of them except the one I was actually searching for. The last in my series of painful and tumultuous (but certainly cathartic) relationships had been devastating. And, as was later confirmed, not as finished as it needed to be.
Desperation clouds our judgment, and we can only see what we want to see.
At least, that is the case until all the warning signs turn into impenetrable roadblocks. And, in all honesty, I was desperate to find my Sacred Soul Mate back then. Perhaps that’s exactly why I didn’t find him.
Now, I’ve handed my love life over to the Divine Plan; and it will be what it needs to be. If it falls within the Divine Plan, I’ll meet my Sacred Soul Mate one day. God will show him where to find me. And there won’t be any fears, doubts, or self-sabotaging patterns to confuse either one of us when we meet. If it’s not in the Divine Plan, that’s okay too. I am whole.
In any event, I was sad and hurt that day in Mexico. There was nothing magical about the way I was feeling.
As I looked up the shoreline that day, I wondered if I would ever feel happy again. My mind drifted off in pensive inquiry. Then, “out of the blue,” something amazing happened. I could suddenly sense Carmel all around me. I closed my eyes and let my imagination carry me away. I remembered what it felt like to browse the quaint shops. I smiled to myself as I recalled the smiling tourists strolling by. I relaxed into imaginary sand on my inner Carmel beach. I could smell Carmel. I could feel it. I could hear it. Before I knew it, my heart began to sing.
I wasn’t in Carmel, but Carmel was in me.
My spirits lifted, my hopes were restored, and I was filled with joy. Later that day, I met a new friend. I ate good food. I took a long drive on the beautiful coastline toward Ensenada. In the months that followed, many wonderful events occurred in my life. Some of them ended up leading me to where I am today (which is a great thing).
My life was full of magic because I was full of magic. It was a lesson I’ve refused to forget.
In fact, I’ve replicated that inner experience of Carmel many times since. And something wonderful always happens when I do. For me, Carmel is a state of being, not a place. Maybe, I’ll visit Carmel-by-the-Sea again one day; and maybe I won’t. The magic of Carmel is a part of me now, either way.
If I can manifest magic with my Heart Song, you can too. Try it!
What makes your heart sing?
Take some time to call up one of your magical moments, and really savor it. You’ve had at least one, I know. It doesn’t matter if it happened last week or ten years ago. You can recreate the experience within yourself right now!
- What does your magical experience feel like?
What does it sound like?
How does it smell?
What colors and textures are involved?
If you’re having trouble remembering, Google some images or videos that can help you recreate (or even create for the first time) an inner experience that makes your heart sing. Do it with passion.
Play your Heart Song like you’ve never played it before, with every bit of imagination and sensation you can muster. And enjoy the magic.
It won’t take Life long to respond.
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