Do you believe in magic?
Since I’m taking this blog in a magical direction, I’m curious to know how many people believe in magic.
I don’t remember what first introduced me to fantasy and magic, but I had fallen into fantasy books by the time I was 10. A lot of my memories are of magic, witches, and dragons. I spent a lot of my free time devouring them, or trying desperately to make magic work. I tried writing my own spells and reciting the words given to me in the books I read. This was years before Harry Potter, though I tried those, too.
I used to wish on stars, wishing for magic or a stuffed animal to come alive. I used to get lost in daydreams of being a sorceress. My brother used to accuse me of being a witch (not of the Wiccan kind). If only! If I were a witch, he’d be a toad, so he should count himself lucky he was wrong.
As an adult in her early 30s, I still believe in magic. I often look at my crazy feline and ask her if she’s my familiar. She just gives me her usual glare.
I’d love to conjure fire or make the earth tremble or just make the floor clean itself. I can’t help getting lost in a fantasy book, wishing for magic, and trying my hardest to find a shred of magic in me. Gosh, I’d have so much time to play with my kids if my chores could do themselves that my kids would probably beg me to leave them alone. Oh, to have a pot stir itself…
I definitely believe in magic. What about you?