Driving back to the Okanangan after spending a very satisfying “work” week in Vancouver, The radio was on indulging the senses with much more variety than the stations up in the mountains can offer..as the mountains drew near, the valley left behind, the stations became fewer, and fuzzier. In frustration, my hand quickly smacked the off button to allow for a silent journey of thought. The thoughts went something like this….Would one rather listen to a clear signal?..or fuzzy one?….How can we as humans communicate a clear signal to each other?….Because, if you are aware of those people who do have a clear signal, they are magnetic. Their signal is clear within and without. We trust them. The information is true and pure. Even the radio stations have different quality to their signal…the clearest, purest ones are the ones that spend more time in my presence….So, how can we as humans communicate a clear signal?….Spend time in that quiet zone..in Nature, with Self….because the clearer one is here, the truer and more pure the communication …We are talking about electromagnetic frequencies, speech is irrelevant here, these frequencies ooze from our essence, thus attracting like a magnet a match and communicating the purest part of the human mystery. This is where the so called “magic” seems to dwell…