I have friends; I make casual ones fairly easily. The ones that stick are a little harder for me because it means that I eventually have to pull down a brick or two and I'm real sorry if you had to see that mess.
But I was thinking about yesterday's 300 words about magic, and about the magic that grows from our new human relationships; how it enhances our lives and how, if we're really really lucky, that magic--and our lives--are enhanced by those we include in our circles.
There are four of us inside the closest circle of my life here. Three of us met on my first day here. The fourth came a bit later. But we are 4. We've spent some time playing with the archetypes of 4--horsemen of the apocalypse; seasons; my personal favorite, the Stooges (if you include Shemp); and finally, the elements. The elements proved irresistible when we started considering their characteristics and our own quirks.
I started to write about what makes each of us different, and how those differences are, in fact, manifested in ways that meet the elemental archetypes. But as I started my fingers in that direction, I realized it was too dense for a simple 300 words. So I will say only that I have been designated "air" because air is mercurial, not following any anticipated path. Unlike water, it isn't easily contained; unlike earth, it is not place-bound; and unlike fire, it does not demand change though it can be a destructive force.
There is, of course, much more to this. And there is much more to the discussion of magic. But right now, the magic I need most is in the kitchen because in the kitchen are my son, the cat and the dog, all wanting breakfast.
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