The real magic is when we realize that God is in all the spaces of the universe. The suns and the planets and the rocks and trees and people are just the material forms that have arisen out of that powerful space. The things we see are made from that which is invisible, and the source is more vast that we can imagine.
You know by now that your form is not you – it’s just your form. The intelligence that is you is occupying your form – just for now. Someday it will move on – perhaps to a new form, if that’s what you want. You have come from the magic, and you are here to experience time, space, and matter . Eventually you will return to the magic- to those other dimensions – those other universes – to that place where the sub-atomic particles go when they are tunneling from place to place.
You see, we are not the magic. We are the magicians, and we just have no memory of the magic we have made.
When we remember, won’t that be something?
That will be real magic.
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