There must be an explanation?..

Perhaps none of this is magic.

Maybe there is no such thing as manifesting.

Maybe there is a perfectly sound practical, scientific, physical or otherwise sensible explanation for the way I was able to make things happen, for the way in which I turned my life around.

Perhaps my friends are right now talking behind my back about the way they think I did it. A change in attitude led to a change in action. Pure luck. Coincidence. Delusion.

But where’s the fun in that?

I’m sure there exists a perfectly everyday explanation for what has happened in my life.

But here’s the funny thing: when I believe in a ‘higher’ or ‘alternative’ or ‘unseen’ power, it works better.

So why would I ever choose to accept those other, ‘rational’ explanations over my own? Why choose an interpretation that doesn’t work as well? That’s not being irrational; it’s extremely rational.

Call it something else if you like, I don’t mind.

When I call it magic, it works.

When I trust entirely in science, it doesn’t. That’s not delusional, it’s practical good sense.

I don’t know exactly why it works, only that it does.

And that, as I have said many times before, is precisely why I call it magic.