Bleeding Magic and the Blank Yellow Envelope
Two weeks ago I mailed my brother in Arkansas a birthday card.
That is unremarkable except for the fact that I may have forgotten to address it. Which these days is not that surprising. Recently, I have gargled with body wash, left my purse in my unlocked car overnight and put my phone in the fridge.
I got a text of the picture above on Tuesday, so two weeks after mailing it, with the caption: WTF?
From my brother, the most sceptical of sceptics. Here was this brainiac, computer nerd, prove-it-to-me kinda guy holding a blank envelope in his hand, asking me to explain how in the holy hell it had made its way to not only the state of Arkansas — but to his office?
Remember that thing I said about magic? How if you have it in one aspect of your life it bleeds into the other places. Magic doesn’t know boundaries. I love that about magic. It starts showing its face EVERYWHERE.
So, you think that’s pretty cool right? It looks like the card got wet and no trace of the address was left, OR a distracted sister forgot to address the thing and it still got to its intended destination.
Harry Potter’s owl dropped it off. That’s clearly the only plausible explanation.
Wait. Here’s more magic.
When the text arrived I was at lunch with my friend Kim. Kim is the Janet whisperer.
When I get wobbly — she sets me straight. She doesn’t take any of my shit. She quotes all of my insights back to me. Bitch.
Anyhow, at the very moment the text came through, Kim had just finished saying “Quit worrying! Your screenplay will get where it needs to go — NO MATTER WHAT.”
Just like the little yellow birthday card.
Magic.
So right now you’re asking yourself what is that? Is that an easily explainable mistake or the result of a clairvoyant postal clerk? Nope. That’s just some damn good magic right there ladies and gentleman!
I’m sharing this because I’m sure I’m not the only one who worries about the how’s and why’s of life.
We gotta cut that shit out! Let the magic bleed all over the place!
Carry on,
xox
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