There was a time when the world whispered to us. When the forest wasn’t just “trees,” but a circle of old friends listening. When the wind tugged at our sleeves like a playful spirit, and the sun didn’t just rise — it danced for us. Back then, our imaginations ran wild in the quiet moments. We could feel that everything around us was alive, that the universe was breathing with us, that we were never truly alone. Somewhere along the way, noise and hurry made that magic feel childish or “unreal.” But the truth is: the magic never left. We simply stopped listening. Tonight, pause for a moment. Notice the way the air moves across your skin, the way the sky shifts colors, the way a single leaf glows under a streetlight. Let yourself believe — just for a breath — that the world is still speaking to you, that every small thing is a quiet spell of connection, that you are part of a living, shimmering web of life. ✨ The Infinite isn’t far away. It’s right here, in the way you choose to see.