THERE REALLY IS MAGIC
There Really Is Magic….
Go ahead… believe in magic
Gaze for a few moments at the cover of this book then close your eyes. Feel the
comfort as you walk, barefoot, on the warm, peaceful sand of your own desert island.
When you come upon the magic lamp lying open in the sand, its mystical contents of hope and wisdom completely spilt, the cold fingers of the desperate anguish of loss immediately grip you.
But as you kneel down and touch the golden receptacle, hoping to salvage some of the spillage, you discover to your immeasurable joy that the glorious contents have seeped through the sand onto the pages of this book, there to be enshrined forever, to be studied, cherished, and revered by those who are the students for whom The Guardian will become the teacher.
The contents of the lamp have spilt an untold number of magic gifts of hope,
wisdom, peace, joy, and understanding of How Things Work. These pages will be turned and studied and loved until they turn back into the dust from whence they came and are blown back on the winds of time to their eternal source.
The greatest magic gift is to give an “It’s Not Your Fault” to another human being.
The magic gift is for you to help me be able to say,
“I like me best when I’m with you.”
The magic gift is that “to know me is to love me.”