I’ve always been fascinated by the word magic. For some people it carries mystery and delight; for others it brings up fear, fantasy, or childhood stories. It’s a word with history… and with baggage. And yet, underneath it all, magic is simply the experience of the unseen moving through our lives.
Years ago, when I was searching—aching, really—for something, I didn’t know what I was looking for. I just knew my life wasn’t working, and something had to change in a big way.
One day I wandered into a metaphysical bookstore. I didn’t know much about metaphysics at all, but the owners welcomed me with such patience and kindness that I felt instantly at ease. I told them what was going on in my life, and they listened without judgment. That alone felt like magic.
They loaned me a book—one I read cover to cover. I loved almost everything about it. But one part gave me pause. At that time in my life, the word witch carried a lot of cultural baggage for me. It wasn’t that I believed witchcraft was bad or wrong; it just wasn’t a word I was personally comfortable with. And honestly, I had already put my parents through so much that coming home and saying, “Guess what? I’m becoming a witch!” didn’t feel like the next conversation we were all prepared to have.
I wasn’t rejecting anyone’s path. I was simply trying to find the spiritual language that resonated with my soul.
I asked the bookstore owners if there was something that carried the same sense of wisdom, connection, and sacredness—but in a vocabulary that fit my upbringing and my heart.
Two weeks later, I walked through the doors of my first Religious Science / Center for Spiritual Living community. And in that moment, something in me whispered, home.
That experience taught me something deeply important:
Words matter.
Language shapes our comfort, our perception, and often our willingness to stay open.
Language shapes our comfort, our perception, and often our willingness to stay open.
Back then, magic wasn’t a word I could claim.
Today… it absolutely is.
Today… it absolutely is.
Because Affirmative Prayer? It’s a kind of magic.
A shift in consciousness? Magic.
Healing that begins before anything changes on the outside? Magic.
Faith in something unseen yet felt down to our bones? That’s the most beautiful magic there is.
A shift in consciousness? Magic.
Healing that begins before anything changes on the outside? Magic.
Faith in something unseen yet felt down to our bones? That’s the most beautiful magic there is.
We live in a magical universe—one in which our thoughts, our intentions, and our willingness to be transformed all become the ingredients of creation. Not the stage-prop kind of magic. Not the sleight-of-hand kind. But the sacred, interior, soul-led kind.
The magic of alignment.
The magic of realization.
The magic of remembering who we truly are.
The magic of realization.
The magic of remembering who we truly are.
So when I say Making Magic, I’m talking about partnering with the Infinite.
I’m talking about the creative power within each of us.
I’m talking about the everyday miracles that unfold when we choose to say yes to Life.
I’m talking about the creative power within each of us.
I’m talking about the everyday miracles that unfold when we choose to say yes to Life.
That’s the magic I discovered.
The magic that reshaped my world.
And the magic that is available to all of us—right here, right now, with every word, every breath, and every prayer.
The magic that reshaped my world.
And the magic that is available to all of us—right here, right now, with every word, every breath, and every prayer.
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