The other day I couldn’t find my magic. I looked everywhere. It wasn’t in my home, I hadn’t forgotten it at work, it didn’t show up in my love relationship or family and didn’t appear when I went shopping. Had someone taken it? Or how did I loose it in the first place? I felt angry, sad, sulking, disappointed, disempowered. What had happened? Where was it gone? I really, really missed it. It was after all my very very own magic, it belonged to me.
We all have our own magic. It’s unique. It’s an innate, integral powerful part of of each of us, of who we are. It’s the magic of life in all of us. It’s what connects us with ease and joy to our desired future in the now. It’s what allows us to dream up and create our envisioned reality. And it’s the wisdom that let’s go to make room for all this or better for the highest good of all involved.
And then with such great relief and joy in an instant I magically saw it here, right with me, in my heart and in my soul. I hadn’t lost it and it never had left me at all. It has been me who had looked for it in all the wrong places outside of myself till I remembered that all magic is powerfully alive and well within.
It’s in our own heart and soul that the power of magic resides and when we allow ourselves to acknowledge and connect with our rightful, deep and and heartfelt desires and even just take one single step towards them, a new magical journey can begin.