Are you a believer?

It starts quietly.

Almost secretly.

That time of year

that carries its own mood,

its own colour,

its own heartbeat.

You feel it before you name it.

A softer light in the morning.

A stillness at night.

A small tug on something inside you

you forgot was still alive.

For some, this season is joy.

For others, it feels heavy.

For most of us,

it sits somewhere in between,

reaching into places

we did not plan to revisit.

But beneath all of that

there is something else.

Something calm.

Something older.

Something that belongs to the child

you once were.

It is that gentle flicker

of wonder.

The feeling that maybe,

just maybe,

life still holds

a little magic

waiting for the right moment

to reveal itself.

And slowly,

as the days move closer,

a question rises.

Not loud.

Not dramatic.

Just deeply true.

Are you a believer?

Let that breathe for a moment.

Let it rest.

Are you a believer

in moments that warm you

from the inside out

without asking for a reason?

Are you a believer

in the spark that appears

when you least expect it,

reminding you

that something in you

still knows how to feel beauty?

Are you a believer

in quiet magic,

the kind that does not come from stories

or rooftops,

but from the part of you

that still hopes

for small miracles?

This is the season

that asks this question.

Softly.

Gently.

Honestly.

Are you a believer?

May the wonder of days gone by

keep your heart open

to the day ahead.

Rodney Wilson