the witching hour
floating pencils,
scrying,
incantations, rituals, spells, chanting...
magic is calling
and I think I'm gonna pick up this time...
think about it...what in your life have you wanted so badly you directed all your energy toward it, and then, in one way or another, you got it. People think magic is all myth, or should be instant gratification, like say a spell and poof, you get what you want. That's not always how it works. Want to know how in touch with magic you are, think about things that you have sent out intentions for and then gotten, not by actual action, like applying to school and then getting in, other things, that you wanted and got without doing anything you were aware of to get it. Think back, even things that seem like delayed reactions. Magic is everywhere and spells are simply focused and driven intentions. The key is to learn to work with the flow of magic to make your intentions happen.
I was think about this today and here are some examples of things that I intended and then got. Some may say it coincidence. THe thing is, coincidence is no easier to prove than magic, so it could be either just as easily.
1. I thought that braces were really cool when I was little, don't ask me why. I wanted braces really badly, the thing was, everytime I went to the dentist they always told me how nice and perfect my teeth were and how lucky I was. I did everything from attempting to craft my own retainers to wear to school, to simply willing my teeth to be messed up. I remember one day walking down the street with my day and my sister, my sister had soccer practice and we were taking her. I noticed as I was walking that my teeth felt funny. My top teeth seemed to be too far back, sitting behind my bottom teeth in the front. No matter how I tried I coudln't seem to keep them where they should be. I showed my dad and when it didn't seem to be changing we went to the dentist. Somehow, since my last dentist appointment (I went every 6 months) my top jaw had stopped growing and my bottom jaw had sped up. By the time I got to the orthodontist my back teeth on the bottom were all growing in tilted inwards, my top jaw was the size of a 7 year olds, and my bottom jaw was the size of a 12 year olds. I was 10. My previously perfect mouth had suddenly changed to have the worst orthodontics problem possible.
2. Like my wierd desire for braces, I always wanted glasses. I was a strange kid. Anyways, like my teeth, my vision was perfect 20/20. I even went so far as to try to fool my doctors by squinting and making the eye chart fuzzy. Every year at my physical my eyes were checked, and every year near the start of the school year the school would send us each to the nurse and we'd have our eyes checked. In third or forth grade (I don't remember which, third I think) I went to the doctors in august, my eyes were checked and they were, as usual, perfect. At the end of september or the beginning of october, whenever those nurse checks were, I went down for my eye exam, and low and behold my vision had gone to shit. I got a relatively strong prescription for reading glasses. Withing the year I had to get a new prescription for glasses all the time. Half a year later I needed another, stronger prescription. A My eyes were rapidly getting worse. By 7th grade I was just one step up from needed bifocals (spelling??), and just two steps up from my mom's prescription. My mom had horrible vision that had not been diagnosed until she was in high school, causing more damage from stressing them for years to try to read. Without her glasses she can't see any detail, most things are just fuzzy shapes. By this time I was sick of glasses. I hated wearing them all the time, I hated have to worry about loosing them, and I hated the idea of my eyes getting worse. I didn't want to have bad vision that young, because by the time I grew up, if things kept going like they were, my vision would be horrible. I loathed my glasses and desperately wanted my eyes to get better. I tried to go without my glasses, pretending I didn't need them, tried to convince my parents I didn't...I wanted them gone. Within months I went for my now regular eye exam, and low and behold, my eyes had improved, not much, but a little. It went on like this for a while, until by the end of 9th grade I now longer needed my glasses. My vision was 20/20 again. The doctors couldn't really explain it, though they made up half-assed reasons that made little sense. Something about my youth...etc...though they'd never bothered to try to figure out why my eyes had been getting so bad so fast in the first place. Now my vision is better than 20/20 by a bit and I have seen no change in years.
3. For a silly, instant one: In eigth grade me and my two friend were in math class, a class none of us liked. We had more important things on our minds then math that day and our teacher was preparing to give a lesson completely centered around the overhead projector. I remember thinking about how badly I wished the projector wouldn't work that day, how I wanted a free period to talk things over with my friends. I remember looking at each them, and they looked back at me. They later told me that they too had wanted the overhead to stop working. We all looked back at the front of the room. The teacher hit the button to turn on the projector, and the light bulb flashed and shattered. While the teacher went in search of another light bulb we sat around and chatted. In the end the was no light bulb replacement and we were left a free period. Coincidence? Maybe...
Think what you want....but it could be magic. What's happened in your life like these stories? Think about it.
scrying,
incantations, rituals, spells, chanting...
magic is calling
and I think I'm gonna pick up this time...
think about it...what in your life have you wanted so badly you directed all your energy toward it, and then, in one way or another, you got it. People think magic is all myth, or should be instant gratification, like say a spell and poof, you get what you want. That's not always how it works. Want to know how in touch with magic you are, think about things that you have sent out intentions for and then gotten, not by actual action, like applying to school and then getting in, other things, that you wanted and got without doing anything you were aware of to get it. Think back, even things that seem like delayed reactions. Magic is everywhere and spells are simply focused and driven intentions. The key is to learn to work with the flow of magic to make your intentions happen.
I was think about this today and here are some examples of things that I intended and then got. Some may say it coincidence. THe thing is, coincidence is no easier to prove than magic, so it could be either just as easily.
1. I thought that braces were really cool when I was little, don't ask me why. I wanted braces really badly, the thing was, everytime I went to the dentist they always told me how nice and perfect my teeth were and how lucky I was. I did everything from attempting to craft my own retainers to wear to school, to simply willing my teeth to be messed up. I remember one day walking down the street with my day and my sister, my sister had soccer practice and we were taking her. I noticed as I was walking that my teeth felt funny. My top teeth seemed to be too far back, sitting behind my bottom teeth in the front. No matter how I tried I coudln't seem to keep them where they should be. I showed my dad and when it didn't seem to be changing we went to the dentist. Somehow, since my last dentist appointment (I went every 6 months) my top jaw had stopped growing and my bottom jaw had sped up. By the time I got to the orthodontist my back teeth on the bottom were all growing in tilted inwards, my top jaw was the size of a 7 year olds, and my bottom jaw was the size of a 12 year olds. I was 10. My previously perfect mouth had suddenly changed to have the worst orthodontics problem possible.
2. Like my wierd desire for braces, I always wanted glasses. I was a strange kid. Anyways, like my teeth, my vision was perfect 20/20. I even went so far as to try to fool my doctors by squinting and making the eye chart fuzzy. Every year at my physical my eyes were checked, and every year near the start of the school year the school would send us each to the nurse and we'd have our eyes checked. In third or forth grade (I don't remember which, third I think) I went to the doctors in august, my eyes were checked and they were, as usual, perfect. At the end of september or the beginning of october, whenever those nurse checks were, I went down for my eye exam, and low and behold my vision had gone to shit. I got a relatively strong prescription for reading glasses. Withing the year I had to get a new prescription for glasses all the time. Half a year later I needed another, stronger prescription. A My eyes were rapidly getting worse. By 7th grade I was just one step up from needed bifocals (spelling??), and just two steps up from my mom's prescription. My mom had horrible vision that had not been diagnosed until she was in high school, causing more damage from stressing them for years to try to read. Without her glasses she can't see any detail, most things are just fuzzy shapes. By this time I was sick of glasses. I hated wearing them all the time, I hated have to worry about loosing them, and I hated the idea of my eyes getting worse. I didn't want to have bad vision that young, because by the time I grew up, if things kept going like they were, my vision would be horrible. I loathed my glasses and desperately wanted my eyes to get better. I tried to go without my glasses, pretending I didn't need them, tried to convince my parents I didn't...I wanted them gone. Within months I went for my now regular eye exam, and low and behold, my eyes had improved, not much, but a little. It went on like this for a while, until by the end of 9th grade I now longer needed my glasses. My vision was 20/20 again. The doctors couldn't really explain it, though they made up half-assed reasons that made little sense. Something about my youth...etc...though they'd never bothered to try to figure out why my eyes had been getting so bad so fast in the first place. Now my vision is better than 20/20 by a bit and I have seen no change in years.
3. For a silly, instant one: In eigth grade me and my two friend were in math class, a class none of us liked. We had more important things on our minds then math that day and our teacher was preparing to give a lesson completely centered around the overhead projector. I remember thinking about how badly I wished the projector wouldn't work that day, how I wanted a free period to talk things over with my friends. I remember looking at each them, and they looked back at me. They later told me that they too had wanted the overhead to stop working. We all looked back at the front of the room. The teacher hit the button to turn on the projector, and the light bulb flashed and shattered. While the teacher went in search of another light bulb we sat around and chatted. In the end the was no light bulb replacement and we were left a free period. Coincidence? Maybe...
Think what you want....but it could be magic. What's happened in your life like these stories? Think about it.