Very Real Magic

Saturday, December 06, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

How's your sunshine? O/

Right to business this morning.

Colore goes well: A new post yesterday.

Getting into Act Two requires another post or two.

Interesting how the story tells you what it requires as you write it.

It's that certain way and rhythm stories have that makes itself known as you work.

It's trust, writing I mean.

We write each sentence as an act of faith.

Trust your voice; trust the process: That's the way.

Writing, any craft called Art, isn't hocus pocus, but it is a kind of magic.

If we define magic as all that exists that Science can't measure, then making art is a work of magic.

Very real magic.

Art is the process of making the unsensed sensed. Music, painting, dreams in a line finally in lines on pages and stages to witness.

It's work, for certain it's that.

A repeatable process that always creates a different result isn't Scientific, isn't chaotic; it's Art.

We're always expressing ourselves; the world is a constant flux. So our expressions change with the wind.

I write every sunrise; it's always new.

But it's always me, too. O/

You do the same every morning. Perhaps not with written words, but most definitely with your life.

Every action you make shows the world who you are.

We're constant creators, heat hot living breathing machines for making.

Thanks for giving your dreams to my words. It's what words and Art are for: To share dreams.

Our imaginations are the most interesting thing about us.

What we do with our dreams is how we spend our lives.

Thank you for sharing your dreams with my words.

Take care and make wonderful this wonderful day.