Monday, July 26, 2010
But can I really pull a rabbit out of my hat?
After the storm, God stopped by to say hello.
Does magic work? Back in the day I believed, I really did. The spiritual community I was part of in San Francisco was based around the idea that if we put enough umphh into our rituals, we could literally send energy (we called it a "cone of power") for healing and social justice out into the world. If we somehow were unable to muster the faith, we were supposed to do the magic as if we believed, or as one of my teachers said, pretend to believe. Apparently that was almost as effective. Hmmm ... This is a link to the Principles of Unity we created over a two year period. I'm still proud of these ideals. At least we had the right idea - though I often wonder about our choice of methodology.
The Sufi acupuncturist tells me that sometimes people ask him, "Does acupuncture work?" His response is great; he always says, "Well, does fishing work? It works if you know how to fish, if there are fish in the water, if you have the right bait ..." In other words, the question, does it work? is without merit.
I'm wondering about magic this morning because just yesterday I grabbed my Chilean rainstick again (first time since the downpour on the day I moved). It's so hot and dry in DC, I thought, what the hell. Walked to work shaking it at the sky. Sure enough the skies opened mid afternoon. It poured. So - did the rainstick "work" or was the confluence of rainstick shaking and big ole thunderstorm more a matter of good timing on my part? I had a cohort who used to say, "We conjurers place a toe in the great current of energy and believe somehow we created that movement." To her, magic is about dancing in alignment with what's already happening.
The older I get, the less sure I am of anything. But that rainstick, whoa. That rainstick kicks ass.
Happy Monday, y'all.