For me, explanations -and the truth in general- have become precisely the opposite. For many, magic lies in the ability to deceive others; for me, it lies in the resilience it takes to conquer improbability. Rainbows, sunsets or the diversity of magnificent creatures and plants that populate this planet might be commonplace, but they are yet improbable and magical.
The wonder of knowing the truth can be liberating because it gives us agency. Our wanderlust and our power to act do not rely on our capacity to delude ourselves with dogmatic traditions and beliefs. Usually, these hold us back not only as individuals but as a society.