When I was younger I'd hang from the monkey bars underneath the top bunk bed. I would cover the TV sensor anytime my siblings and I would get into a fight about what to watch. I would use my feet to climb the walls or door frames because back then I felt like air. I would hold my breath everytime our car went underneath a tunnel to see how long I'd last. I would take off the headrest of a car seat and pretend the two metal poles were a gun just to pass the time during a roadtrip. When i had Tic Tacs, I would pretend it was actual medicine i was taking. And at night when my mom used to turn off the light, I would wait until she went back inside her room, and turn it on again.

When I was younger I’d put my arms in my shirt and told people I lost my arms. I would restart the video game whenever I knew I was going to lose. I would sleep with all the stuffed animals so none of them would get offended. I had that one pen with 6 colors, and tried to push all the buttons at once. I poured my soda into the cap and acting like I was taking shots. I would wait behind a door to scare someone, but soon leave because they were taking too long or I had to pee. I would fake being asleep, so my dad would carry me to bed. I used to think that the moon followed my car. I would watch those two drops of rain roll down window and pretend it was a race. I used to swallow fruit seeds and get scared to death that a tree was going to grow in my tummy. Remember when we were kids and couldn’t wait to grow up? What were we thinking?

It's unbelievable how connected we all are by memories from our childhoods even if we are apart by thousands of reincarnations. I feel like, as kids, we start out knowing magic, we are born with forest fires and comets inside us, able to read the clouds and see our destiny in grains of sand. But as we grow old, we get the magic educated right out of our souls. We get it churched out, spanked out and washed out. We are told to be responsible, to act our age, to grow up. And you know why we were told that? Because the people doing the telling were afraid of our wildness and youth, and because the magic we knew made them ashamed and sad of what they’d allowed to wither in themselves. When I read people saying that they miss those good old days, where the world was our magic lantern, I can't help but reminding you that the trick is to recall it. Please, never forget. Because one day, you’re 18 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life. Make sure that green spirit glow leads you in your journey.