Someone once quoted “Magic is essentially the higher understanding of nature.” I believe magic is essential for survival during our earthly visits. Dreams are made of magic. Love is magic. Life can be magic.
When we were young we believed in magic. Why do we insist on losing that belief as we age? Life tries hard to crush the magic out of us, but do we let it win? I say no. As adults we can still live our lives with magic as in the mere twinkle of an eye or an elfish grin. We can still make magic if we free our child mind to play.