While Magpies Danced on the Decking I Dreamed.
I spent years reading, listening, and wondering about magic and miracles?
Six for silver, seven for gold or was that for a secret never to be told?
There was evidence in my daily life when I saw those around me that they didn’t exist, yet as the magpies danced on my decking, I read about writers’, musicians, artists, gurus, professionals and the like, who told me in no uncertain terms they existed, they were possible and real.
I pondered, maybe I didn’t need a miracle or to experience magic as all was going… well …. normal and good in my life?
Or maybe I’d missed them?
Maybe they were there but I couldn’t identify them?
Until recently, when I won a writing competition to get my book published worldwide. In that moment I felt synchronicity, that serendipitous, deliciousness when I had taken action at precisely the right time, and my path had crossed another who was looking for someone like me. I felt it must be a miracle as my book had sat idle on my laptop for ten years. Now before my very eyes two books had blossomed over -night, and in that moment when I won, I knew there was magic in the air. I felt excited, even more so than any child could ever on Christmas morning. This was a long-awaited moment whose time had come.
But to any other on looker, stranger, friend or family member, it was just an ordinary, mundane moment in time. Not for me, I for the first time felt the magic, experienced a miracle slowly unfold and now, I could at last join those other positivity preachers, who gave me faith and hope along my way, when years went by that were certainly grey. When progress never shifted, not even an inch and I dreamed of the life I felt I should be living.
Do you have a dream in you?
Do you want a miracle or a sprinkling of magic to shimmy up your life?
What desires have you put off over the years that need rekindling?
You know, the ones you feel sad to recall, the ones you feel jealous and envious that others have achieved. The ones that ignite anger or injustice for escaping you. The ones you feel you’re too young, too old, too poor, too uneducated, too unexperienced to begin now?
The dreams buried so deep not even an excavator could dig them up?
That’s your miracle waiting, that’s your magic!
It’s time to start your enchanted journey. Discover for real what’s possible for you and what’s not, there’s value in both, for when the day arrives and you’re forced to look back upon the days when anything was possible, you’ll wonder why you never proved yourself right or wrong?
Why you did nothing.
There’s pain and suffering in the not knowing and the inertia of not even trying. So, by going for your dreams and desires or simple fleeting fancies, what do you have to lose right now?
Don’t cling to regret like its going to justify your existence, it won’t. Grab hold of your destiny where ever that may take you, pick up that paint brush, open that gallery, chuck clay on your wheel, shoot that landscape, open that cake shop, scribble in the coffee shop or sing in the choir of your local church.
Take the risk. Make the steps you walk count and the words you utter matter. Because they do, if not for you for all those you encounter!