I want a genie, a magician who can grant my wishes…at least the top 3. I want to meet a wizard with a book of incantations who can make my dreams come true with just the right words. I want to find my fairy godmother with a magic wand who will listen to my deepest desires, then make them real with a snap of her wrist.
Surely one of them can help. I need to find the easy button, the quick route to the life I now believe I deserve. I’ve waited so long and I can’t wait anymore. Until my genie appears, I am willing to put in the effort, to take the risks, to push past my fears and do anything to reach my goal.
But I desperately want some bewitchment to give me courage. Until I can summon my magician, I will count on my friends, both new and old. I will soak up their love and support, bask in their encouragement and accept their assistance without shame. They make me stronger, not weaker.
However if I could get a spell that shows just the right path, highlights the correct direction to turn so I stop taking detours along the way, the distance would not be so far. Until my wizard reveals this, I will continue to learn from each mistake, the wrong turns teaching more than the right ones would have anyway.
Still if a sparkling wand should materialize it could grant me wisdom that would allow me to make my decisions wisely. Until my fairy godmother emerges from the mist, I will fully trust myself, have faith that the choices I am making are the right ones. And I will know that whatever happens as a result I am still moving forward.
I am finding out, starting to believe, that these magical beings exist, but not in human form. I have been searching high and low yet I’ve discovered that they may be in the one place I failed to look; it’s possible I can only find them within myself. If I can become completely silent and listen, truly hear, the answers can be found within me.
Shhhh….are you listening? I think I just heard something…
This post is in response to the daily writing prompt Genie