Magic is real

 Magic exists in our world. The only issue is that soon as we figure out how something works, we call it science. The only difference between a witch and me is that she calls her mixture of boiled water and herbs “potions” and I call mine tea. The same way the only difference between our world and a world that has magic is that they call it magic, and we don’t. 

Knowing why something works the way it does shouldn’t remove wonder. I know theres chemical reactions that explain how flowers dye lemon tea purple and biological reasonings to how jellyfish move even with no brain. None of it means it’s not magical. Magic and science can coexist. Magic isn’t unreasonable, completely unpredictable and unexplainable. Magic is defined as ‘the power of apparently influencing events by using mysterious or supernatural forces.’ It’s unfair to say it’s not magic at all anymore once we find out enough to be able to attribute the ‘mysterious and unexplainable’ to being simply nature or intuition or psychology. 

So I actively choose to believe in things like tarot and astrology and magic. Jellyfish are magic, and so are flowers dying tea purple, and so are fireflies, and everything else that I would look at as a 5 year old and think is magic. Medicine is witchcraft and chemistry is wizardry. 

This doesn’t affect my decision making or anything big in my day to day. I don’t go around and make life altering choices after getting a palm reading from my uncle, but it makes me happy. The joy I get from watching a Ghibli movie and not thinking, ‘man, I wish magic existed’ is incomparable. Because it’s everywhere.