I don’t think I can say exactly when this conversation took place, but I remember it like yesterday.
And I don’t know if I’d call it a conversation, but over the course of a day, we exchanged a number of emails and a few texts talking about the ebb and flow of our day.
Somewhere along the way, I asked, Do you believe in magic? Or least in mystical possibilities? She answered right away, Absolutely, I believe in magic.
The conversation changed direction a bit from there, but a couple of hours later, I came back to it. At the end of the day, we exchanged a couple more messages.
I wrote first: I don’t know if I said this earlier, but I think I believe in magic too. At least I believe the spirit is bigger than the body, and can communicate outside and beyond itself. I think I see that in you, and that you still see that in me.
I went on a bit more, but that does get a little more personal.
Her response came quick, and it made me feel warm all over. Gosh, that was beautiful, Brian. She did go on to say a bit more, but again. . . Somedays it is a bit easier to feel the faith. And I do believe there is a magic we can share in the world, and the root of it is trust.