The Magic of June 2025

June is a transitional month. Traditionally, spring transitions into summer, a transition into different weather and activities, and for many, no school. It also follows mental health awareness month, is inclusive of its celebrations, and may mean a different schedule or routine for many.

This year, June has a significant meaning for me as it marks the 2nd anniversary of something I’ve been diligently working on daily, and will be forthcoming in a memoir. I know writing it like this is vague; however, I want to focus on the amazing discoveries I’ve made in the past two years, and how this year feels like it’s representing all that work. As I type this, I feel a chill down my spine. (I don’t know if that is the platitude, nonetheless, it is the experience.)

Something I heard when watching True Blood during the pandemic comes to my mind. I wrote it down because something about it resonated, even though I didn’t understand it completely. Yet, as I write this, that “something” comes to mind. Bill Compton, the vampire, says to Sookie, “Just because you understand the mechanics of how something works, doesn’t make it any less of a miracle…which is just another word for magic.” (Here is the entire quote).

As cliché as it sounds, when you “get it”, the awe and magnitude of it don’t go away. As someone who has experienced this understanding, if anything, it was an opportunity to be humbler at how things can be when I let go of trying to control it, know when things align, I’m essentially doing the right thing, and not kick a gift in the mouth. This “magic” continually shows up when I do.

And it is not an easy process. Control in and of itself is something we are taught we have, to do, and to exert in our lives. We may fix, manipulate, sacrifice, dismiss, or make numerous attempts to control things in and around us. Letting go of that control relinquished not only a lot of stress, but it also reduced suffering, anxiety, worry, and well, you name it. It was freeing in a way that allowed me to be more of myself and less of what others expected. Being authentic, assertive of my needs, and firm on my boundaries. It allowed me to protect what is sacred to my being.

Alignment was an interesting one. A story that represents what I mean by doing my part comes to mind. Here are three versions of this story (not in any particular order: version 1, version 2, and version 3. This version has content for thought.) In each version, a collaboration between me and something else makes things happen. I’ve discovered that when the time is right, “something” is created, pushing me forward to decide or take action. Yet until I do this part, it’s either a crossroads, or there’s stagnation, or I’m muddled, stuck, or passively waiting for something to happen for me.

And not kicking a gift in the mouth. The ultimate icing, cherry on top, wholeness of it all, was accepting being the recipient of something truly extraordinary.  I was being given something I didn’t believe I was worth. I wasn’t sure where this was coming from (I know what some of it is about), but recognizing how truly worthy you are to receive something beyond your wildest dreams, or even what your dreams are made of, is surreal. It’s a deeper humility and gratitude. And while it can be uncomfortable, unfolding into my best life and the greatest version of myself will be. What helps me through this, and what has helped, is realizing that for the past almost two years, it’s been a day-by-day process, focusing on what I can do in the day with what is given. Focusing on how I want to show up. And focusing on how I want to be present with others who are part of this amazing unfolding. Oohh, maybe that is the cherry on the top. Connecting with others in a way that, like Bill in True Blood, they experience their daily magic.