It's not Magic, It's the Power of Reality. Usually when people come across the word “prayer” they just throw it away in the garbage like a rotten seed. They don't even attempt to just give it a try or even consider just throwing it in the soil to discover its divine peaceful, juicy, worryless fruits. Sometimes people are unaware, uneducated and just faithless. Is this their fault? Maybe, maybe not. But it being their fault or not doesn't matter. What matters is the friendship, effort, trust, and availability of openness one needs to plant this seed. 2nd Grade In the beginning of my “prayer” life, it was simply just repeating the same words over and over or just singing along during a church service. My robotic words were as flavorless as a cucumber, and as plain as an ice rink, but something was juicy about it. It was comforting in a way. I was in the old brown church pews. I was 7-years-old with 2 top ramen pigtails, that my mom rushed to do in the car. It was