I love the word magic. I think that we could stand to be in a little more awe, not only of the things we do, but of what we are.
I’m going to let Neil Pasricha tell the beautiful story of how you came to be. Sit back with some tea and let yourself enjoy this tale of truth. This is an excerpt. You can read the full version here.
“You used to be a sperm. Check out the period at the end of this sentence. That tiny little dot is around 600 microns wide. When you were a sperm you were about 40 microns wide. You had a great life as a sperm but always felt incomplete. The truth is you weren’t whole until you met an egg. And then you two began a nine month project to make a cool new version of you. It took a while but you grew arms and legs and eyeballs and lungs.
For a sperm to meet an egg it means your mom met your dad. But it’s not just them. Think about how many people had to meet, fall in love, and make love for you to be here. Here’s the answer: A lot. Like a lot a lot.
Before they had you, none of your ancestors drowned in a pond, got strangled by a python, or skied into a tree. None of your ancestors choked on a peach pit, were trampled by buffalo, or got their tie stuck in an assembly line. None of your ancestors was a virgin.
You are the most modern, brightest spark of years and years and years of survivors who all had to meet each other in order to eventually make you.
You’re pretty lucky all those people met, fell in love, made love, had babies, and raised them into other people who did it all over again. This happened over and over and over again for you to be here. Look around the plane, coffee shop, or park right now. Look at your husband snoring in bed, your girlfriend watching TV, or your sister playing in the backyard. You are surrounded by lucky people. They are all the result of long lines of survivors.
So you’re a survivor, too. You’re the latest and greatest. You’re the top of the line. You’re the very best nature has to offer.
But there’s more…
Of the millions of places we’ve ever seen in the universe it appears as though Earth is the only place that can support life. The only place! On this planet Earth, the only one in the giant dark blackness where anything can live, we ended up being humans.
We are the only species on the only life-giving rock capable of love and magic, architecture and agriculture, bicycles and democracy, airplanes and highway lanes. We got surf boards, buffets and roller coaster rides, guitar solos, bubble wrap and blockbuster movies.
We got all that. But we only get a hundred years to enjoy it. Every single person you know will be dead in a hundred years. Life is so great that we only get a tiny moment to enjoy everything we see. And that moment is right now.”
If you want to read the long, beautiful piece head over here.
Regardless of your beliefs, whether or not you think your soul would have come into being no matter what, whether or not you believe there are aliens on others planets, whatever your mind is doing to punch holes in this beautiful story, focus back on the point:
It is amazing to be alive.
There was so much effort that went into bringing you into life. So much effort on the part of the evolutionary process, so much effort from the human body, so much effort from your mother, and so much effort from everyone supporting you throughout your existence.
I love being in the desert and staring up into the sky littered with stars. I feel in awe of this incredible journey we are all on.
When we bring ourselves out to this macro perspective it helps us see how small our problems are. It can help us realize that there’s so much more worthy of our attention than thinking our thighs are fat or worrying what someone else thinks of us.
Do you feel alive?
Some of us feel very disconnected from being alive because we are not in our bodies. Your body is where you feel. We have trained ourselves not to feel because there's a lot of pain we're avoiding. But, when you numb the pain you also numb the good stuff. The alive-ness.
Right here, right now. This life is your playground. You get to make it whatever you want. You are the magic.
Today remember the words of Thomas Leonard:
People who wait for a magic wand, fail to see that they are the magic wand.
I am the magic. This life is my playground.