The School of Magic
I want to tell you about this well where I gather with my people. The sanctuary, where we sit around a fire, the landscape where magic glitters the air and miracles are just... expected.
I want to tell you about this well where I gather with my people. The sanctuary, where we sit around a fire, the landscape where magic glitters the air and miracles are just... expected. I want you to come there. I want you to see it - and experience it. First, though, I need to tell you a story.
This week, I took my Kabbalah teacher to see the Barbie movie - my second viewing, her first. During the film, I glanced over several times to find her laughing, weeping - and shaking her head in wonder. After the film, at our favorite cafe, we talked about Margot Robbie (power producer) and Greta Gerwig (power director) and the way that Ryan Gosling seems to have built his career on playing fantasy-addled men who are initiated into the real world through the love of recently awakened women. (Note to the reader: Lars and The Real Girl, The Notebook, and Barbie.) (Note to Judith: Adam and Eve, much?)
Then, Judith asked me to tell her about my new project - this project.
“Well, it’s a school of magic,” I said.
“What do you mean by magic?” she asked.
I pretended not to notice that her question had pierced me like a surgical needle, penetrating my flesh, searching for bone. I waved my hands around, gesturing vaguely. “I mean Godstuff,” I said. “The divinity in everyone and everything.”
She nodded. She Looked me in the eye, and then, “Good,” she affirmed.
It was only later, as I was driving home, that I asked myself: What DO I mean by magic? Already, a jokey friend on Facebook had asked me, “You’re making a school? Like Hogwarts?” I’d laughed it off but seriously?
I don’t want people thinking I am teaching card tricks and pulling rabbits from hats. And I certainly don’t want to be magicked into naming my classes stupid names like: Rainbow Unicorn Cystal Star Baby Class.
All of that woo is fun but frankly, most of it is performance. Smoke and mirrors meant to sell and distort. I won’t do that any more.
I don’t perform the appearance of magic. I actually teach magic. The kind of magic that changes lives by liberating stuck energy, illuminating purpose and connecting to the source of love.
What is this magic I teach? What precisely, is the point of the curriculum at this new School of Magic I’ve made?
I help good people access their power. I support creative, beautiful, spiritual souls build new bridges so they can access the Godstuff inside. I help human beings break through the misunderstanding and illusions that seem to hold them back — so they can become the fullest expression of who they really are
The moment I wrote that, my whole body relaxed. Remembering who we are has that effect on everyone.
You already sense this power. It’s bubbling beneath the surface of your skin. You already know how gifted, how talented, how powerful you are. You’ve been crossing in and out of this keyhole all of your life. So have I.
Yesterday, a soul friend asked me: What will it take for you to stop pretending you are not beautiful, not powerful, not gifted? Let me ask you the same question: What will it take? What illusions of unworthiness would have to die for you to admit that you matter, that you are meant to be here and that you have something to offer to this world?
Yesterday, I told my friend: I’m ready to stop pretending.
Today, I’m here to say: So are you.
I thought (for a minute) about renaming The School of Magic. I know that when I say the word ‘magic’ I am pointing to something big, wide and deep.
Real magic is powerful - which is why most people are afraid of it. For centuries, real magic was pushed to the outskirts of Normal Town. We’re conditioned to be afraid. We don’t know if we can trust ourselves with magic.
Can we? Let’s find out.
This is the school of being afraid and talking about magic anyway.
What do we do at the School of Magic?
We meet in circles. We close our eyes and journey through imaginal landscapes. We breathe, regulating our nervous systems so we can receive the influx of light streaming in toward our world right now.
We dream. We listen. We speak. We practice.
We channel wisdom. We time travel.
We write in our journals. We move our bodies. We make collages. We paint.
We fall asleep. We wake up. We breathe in. We breathe out.
Through this simple work, we become what we are meant to be, designed to be: Embodied Power.
We do this in the gentlest, loveliest, most compassionate way. We do this by uncloaking the schools that we are already enrolled in:
The School of Grace, The School of Reclaiming, The School of UnLearning the conditioning you picked up that taught you to hide your treasure, conceal your beauty and to fear love.
The School of Invitation, of Joy-Play, of Curiosity and Aliveness. The School of Leaving the past behind so you can stay here, where you are, filling this moment with your presence. The School of Feeling your Feelings and Watching your Thoughts without needing to follow them to some story of your unworthiness.
The School of Feeling Safe. The School of Being Whole. The School of resting in the quiet embrace of a friend who has come for the simple purpose of honoring what you bring.
The School where you admit what you actually are.
You are light. You are Life. You are Love, emerging inside of a field of love.
You are a blessing.
And I see you.
What you actually are. What you are trying to be. In both of these visions, what I see is beautiful, It’s also raw and courageous and curious and a little bit awkward. It’s shy sometimes and other times, bursting with ideas and stories. It’s smart and sexy and wildly, vividly alive while also, often at the same time, unpredicable, emotional, silly and even foolish. It makes mistakes and has to apologize and then, makes the same mistakes again.
This is just what I see when I look in the mirror. In you - and in me - I see goodness. So much goodness trying to express itself while it is, at the same time, working so hard to stay hidden. That goodness is life force, its divine flow. It’s also - you guessed it - your magic.
The great miracle is that we, as human beings, get to experience this - and express it.
To become magic… in a body… a space of learning and expansion.
You are a point of radiance. You are a space where joy is emerging into visibility. You are a school of magic, awakening inside of a human being.
You get the idea now.
I’d be honored if you’d check out my school.
It’s over here.