Do you believe in magic?

Do you believe in magic?

When I was little I believed in magic.

I used to make magic potions out of flower petals I’d find in the garden, mixed with food extracts from the kitchen and anything else I could find that I thought would fit. I would cast spells and pretend that anything I touched would turn to gold, or if I wanted to, I could make myself invisible.

I fully believed in fairies at the bottom of the school playing fields and at nighttime I just knew there were angels around. I would sometimes talk to them and felt they were there protecting me.

Being a child, was for me, a truly magical experience for the most part. When I was left alone I believed anything was possible. I’d set out fearlessly on mini adventures around our jungle-like garden in Kenya – I’d gather different types of tropical flowers for creations and adornments; I would pretend I was a mermaid and swim for hours in our little pool; I felt totally safe and the world was my magical kingdom, to be, do and have whatever I believed in.

As I grew up and life ‘happened’, I stopped believing. Life dealt me some cold harsh realities and I no longer wanted to believe in this magical place. Instead I started to numb and escape my reality through sugar, food, and later in life alcohol, weed and other addictions. It eventually became too much, and something had to change for my health – mind and body. The last few years have been about me finding my way back to myself, through self-care and eventually self-love. If you’ve been reading my posts for a while you’ll have read some of that (ongoing) journey.

But, throughout all of these experiences since I brushed the magic world away, there’s always been that little girl inside who DID still believe. There was this buried feeling that something was missing, that there had to be more to life than what’s on the surface, than what we experience physically.

Throughout my teens and twenties I was fascinated by anything ‘new-agey’ and had a little stash of crystals, incense and some books, which were considered weird by many. I remember being drawn to friends, particularly older women who had a bit of a hippy, alternative lifestyle. In particular one friend who got me sessions with a reiki practitioner and psychic, which I found fascinating. But, still I would never admit to being ‘into’ these things.

It’s over the past few years as I’ve kept on with my self-care path and doing more of the things that make me happy (for example yoga and meditation, eating and experimenting with healthy food and especially through reading widely in a number of self-development areas), I started to come across others who also believed in magic, or at least the same kind of magic that I did, and as I later came to know it - the spiritual world or the metaphysical.

This is a first, sharing this, as I know it’s not for everyone and I truly respect that. But for me this has been a HUGE part of me feeling more and more like me, and coming to accept myself as I am, which is why I am doing so.

The spiritual world has been like a candy shop for my inner child, although this time I’ve experienced so much magic as an adult I don’t think I can ever go back.

• I’ve learned to connect more with my intuition or my higher self as it’s also known.
• I love using Angel and Oracle cards for guidance at times, and I'm still blown away when the same card pops out again and again - when I ask the same question expecting a different card. Now I’m even planning my own deck to include some self-care messages.
• I’ve experimented with dowsing – another way to tap into your intuition.
• I’ve meditated with crystals and have different ones for different energies.
• I’ve had multiple healings and energy clearings now and have even started to do some myself, as I’ve had such powerful results.
• I’ve tapped into the potency of the moon cycles and the earth's changing seasons and do my own little rituals at these times.
• I’ve dabbled with astrology and learned more about the ancient Vedic calendar and its meaning.
• I respect the cultures and traditions (some ancient) that honour the divine feminine and apply these principles to my life on a daily basis.
• I’ve become a die-hard meditator and am now leading some of my own guided meditations in women’s circles.

These are just a few of the tools and practices I’ve experimented with and it has been so much fun and totally magical. But, and this is the BUT, the real thing they’ve done, alongside lots of other self-care practices, is help ME to find ME.

They’ve helped me to unlock the real me hiding beneath all the layers.

They’ve helped me to connect with my true self inside so I can show up more in the world, express what I want to express and do more of what my heart truly desires.

They’ve helped me to come home to myself.

I’ve also found others who I can share these tools and concepts with and this has been like discovering a sisterhood of people who see and accept me for who I am.

My life has honestly changed since I’ve allowed myself to believe in the magic once again. I guess the real magic is believing in myself.

Thank you for letting me share and even if this isn’t your kind of magic, I invite you to consider where the magic is in your life today.

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