Sunday, January 17, 2016

just a bit of magic

It may feel like some odd serendipity when it is nothing more than a bit of dreamy imagination, but the above image, passed along in email this morning, seemed to dovetail gently and appropriately with the chance encounter with the word "scry" yesterday.

To the best of my knowledge, I had never seen the word "scry" before. At first blush, I wanted to save it against a day when I might once more play a game of Scrabble. But then there was the definition and various descriptions:
Verb: scry; 3rd person present: scries; past tense: scried; past participle: scried; gerund or present participle: scrying:
-- foretell the future using a crystal ball or other reflective object or surface.
Magic, magical, fairy tale, oracle, superstition, folklore, tea leaves, truth-is-weirder-than-fiction, Tarot, gullible ... all this and more like it floated gently. It beckoned, as does the picture. It was enjoyable.

It did not make me wish to insist it was true and it did not make me wish to insist it wasn't true.

To see the same thing in a different way is magical, somehow. And a simultaneous and quasi-hidden meaning ... well, wouldn't it sometimes be fun to pull back the veil and find ... who knows what? Perhaps there is a veil, perhaps not: Either way insistence on either magic or lack of magic seems to fall short of some not-quite-other truth.


  1. That we exist and can talk about it is about all the magic i've found. Even if science figures it out i expect my ability to understand will leave me in the grip of accepting it as magic. After that, i've yet to find a fairy wand that worked.

  2. Actually scrying can be helpful if one studies the "art."

    It's a kind of meditative tool that aids the intuition.

    It's along the lines of relaxing and looking up at the clouds after working on something. After all the effort the insight or solution come after one relaxes and "sees" things in the cloud shapes.

    There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,
    Than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
    - Hamlet (1.5.167-8), Hamlet to Horatio