Seems like Nene and I watch some movies and I feel all sentimental after them for no apparent reason. It's cool. I just have to keep from thinking too much over some of them, but I find I do. The older I get. She tells me to shut up, when I comment on the gender roles of Princess Jasmine and the spiritual nuances of the Islamic Faith I missed as a child. Anyway, that's not what I wanted to talk about. It was really more so that feeling that you always had when you were a child. In the Easter Bunny. In the Tooth Fairy. In Santa. That secret belief in magic. That warm tingle in your heart that made you believe your prince, or princess in my case, hasn't found you yet. I think I have had a bit of that wonderful sparkle that reminds me that there is a God in Heaven making someone that is especially for me.
I know it's slightly naive, but I can't get over the feeling. I'm a hopeless romantic on the inside. One that secretly swoons when the woman I have been quietly courting allows me the chance to hold her hand. I think it's always an amazing feeling to be in love. But I think it's more than that. These movies do something for my soul that makes me truly pray that some of the impossible things that the characters overcome is possible in my own life.
I think that's what makes Disney movies so classic; because they give both adults and children alike a twinge that helps them to believe that all the things they are fasting, praying, and believing the Lord for are just within reach. Anisha's right. I might be looking to far into these movies, but I can't help it. Oh well. I'll have to silently indulge this beauty. Close my eyes and introspectively picture the wonders that these magnificent worlds have helped me fashioned in my imagination. ::sighs:: Here's hoping.
But what would the world be without magic? You're a writer, and that is what one needs in order to speak so passionately as you have done here; describing spritualism and a sense of otherworldly-ness.
Many folks press a pen to paper, or tap on the keyboard and they produce nothing with any meaning. Here you conveyed wishes for something outside our 3D lives and into the extraordinary.
Without such belief, and by ignoring your indulgence in fantasy, yours would be just another blog post. You've caused me to reflect as well. Thanks for a compelling post. -Mike.
The other day i was watching "The Last Dragon", and although the movies primary focus is not the relationship between Leroy & Laura, it was MY main focus. The magic dancing between his innocence and her fascination by it was beautiful. It allowed a longing for such a love to arise within my heart. I must say...the prince charming/heroine kisses of Disney and the like do the same for me.
I still believe in miracles, superpowers, and special people made especially for other special people...
I think that what kills the sense of magic the most is that we run out of patience and settle. Keep walking keep waiting.
I was at church today and the pastor said he was driving and saw the car that he wanted in the rearview mirror and asked God, how long. He said that God then told him he was looking out the wrong mirror and, as he looked out the side view mirror read: OBJECTS IN MIRROR ARE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR...
Rub your hands in that pinch of fairy dust one more time man... He's still the magic man and makes the impossible possible on a regular basis. Stay strong brudda and keep looking up.
But what would the world be without magic? You're a writer, and that is what one needs in order to speak so passionately as you have done here; describing spritualism and a sense of otherworldly-ness.
ReplyDeleteMany folks press a pen to paper, or tap on the keyboard and they produce nothing with any meaning. Here you conveyed wishes for something outside our 3D lives and into the extraordinary.
Without such belief, and by ignoring your indulgence in fantasy, yours would be just another blog post. You've caused me to reflect as well. Thanks for a compelling post. -Mike.
The other day i was watching "The Last Dragon", and although the movies primary focus is not the relationship between Leroy & Laura, it was MY main focus. The magic dancing between his innocence and her fascination by it was beautiful. It allowed a longing for such a love to arise within my heart. I must say...the prince charming/heroine kisses of Disney and the like do the same for me.
ReplyDeleteI totally understand where you're coming from.
Wingaurdium Leviosar.
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I still believe in miracles, superpowers, and special people made especially for other special people...
ReplyDeleteI think that what kills the sense of magic the most is that we run out of patience and settle. Keep walking keep waiting.
I was at church today and the pastor said he was driving and saw the car that he wanted in the rearview mirror and asked God, how long. He said that God then told him he was looking out the wrong mirror and, as he looked out the side view mirror read: OBJECTS IN MIRROR ARE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR...
Rub your hands in that pinch of fairy dust one more time man... He's still the magic man and makes the impossible possible on a regular basis. Stay strong brudda and keep looking up.
Danny Hills