Lazy Days and Lazy Me

First of all I must applaud those ladies out there who continue to keep us entertained with their consistent posts.  Cielo, Tessa, Jaz and Mona come to mind.  Mona has said how she just doesn't have much to say right now and her friends were of course sympathetic, but when she posted twice quite recently I know we were all so very glad to hear from her.  She tells the best stories.

As much as I enjoy visiting daily my favorite sites, I myself am not very good at keeping up on this.  Even though I am having the fight of all fights with that SOB cancer, I still try to stay positive and not dwell on the negative.  It really does no good, not to me or anyone else. I have been very lucky compared to most in my situation so I try and keep that in mind always.  

I had a request from Tessa for more words of magic here so let's see what I can come up with.

For me magic can be found everywhere if you only look with an open mind and open heart.
Children see things magical because they have not been tainted and jaded by life and I don't mean this in a negative or bad way. Life is hard and life's lessons can be even harder on some more than others.  Every time a lesson is learned it takes a little bit of the magic from you.  Except for a lucky few, by the time you are grown there is not much magic left in your heart and you have all but forgotten what it's like to see fairies dancing in the starlight or the witches fly on their brooms silhouetted against a big yellow moon.  Happily I have found there are many ladies and some men, in the blogging community that do believe in magic and it seems to be an integral part of their day.
Not sure what the connection is, maybe because as adults we are more guarded in sharing what is in ours hearts and minds and don't want to appear foolish.  It is far easier to share anonymous words here.  Whatever the reason I love the people I meet and the places I visit where the fairies continue to dance and the witches fly.

Since an early age I have always been fascinated with all things magical, occult or whatever the title.
I have a small collection of witches and would give my eye teeth to see Jaz's collection, so amazing it is.  My home office houses this collection along with pictures of fairies, gypsies and anything Halloween.  As much as I like diversity, if I had my way there would be 2 seasons, Spring and Fall.
These are the most magical of all the times of the year.  Spring brings everything new, like a chance to begin again.  Flowers everywhere and the gentle warmth of the sun after the cool, crispness of Fall.
Fall is at the top of my list though.  The smells, the feel, the colors. What's not to love about glowing pumpkins, dressing for Halloween and the smell of a burning fire.  After the heat of Summer what a welcome respite. Sitting by a cozy fire wrapped in a soft blanket reading a story about the life of a family of witches by Nora Roberts.  Now that is magic, especially if you have an imagination. When I read I see everything described on the pages and its like I'm there.  There is no form of transportation like the imagination. No destination is unreachable.  The written word is not the only ticket to a magical location.  Close your eyes and see.  See yourself flying over the tree tops of the forest, or watching the creatures of the night come alive.  Walk among the pyramids of Egypt and the temples of Rome. Live among the native americans and dance by their fires, hear their stories.
We all have the ability to practice the greatest form of magic.

Hopefully I have not bored you too much by my ramblings.  I have a very unique way of looking at things.