In the Little Free Library in the park across the way, we found a classic children’s book that we’d somehow never read: The Secret Garden. As Spring transformed the park, it was perfect timing to read about an abandoned garden coming to life. We saw the garden through the eyes of Colin, the young shut-in who experienced Nature for the first time. We discovered an interesting idea to experiment with as well.
When Mary found this garden it looked quite dead…Then something began pushing things up out of the soil and making things out of nothing. One day things weren’t there and another they were.
I keep saying to myself: “What is it? What is it?” It’s something. It can’t be nothing! I don’t know its name, so I call it Magic…Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing. Everything is made out of Magic, leaves and trees, flowers and birds, badgers and foxes and squirrels and people. So it must be all around us.
I don’t know how to do it, but I think that if you keep thinking about it and calling it perhaps it will come. Perhaps that is the first baby way to get it. …Every morning and evening and as often in the daytime as I can remember I am going to say, “Magic is in me!
That is my experiment.”
In describing his theory of the flourishing garden, Colin perfectly describes the mysterious Creative, “always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing.”
What have we got to lose by trying Colin’s thought experiment…
…to simply think “Magic is in me!”…
….and see what happens?