Magic: Expectation via Reality.

A bit of magic helps us go forth on a January day…

In my last blog I wrote about the lull that follows the Christmas break; how I struggle with letting go of the festivities and try to deal with post Christmas blues. I talked about how we can learn from children – how they enjoy the moment and then move on and run headlong into the New Year, with all the new experiences and occasions.

I still find my emotions lurching about this week, especially after being laid low with some sort of bug that has been doing the rounds. When I say lurching, I mean the sinking feeling that creeps up unannounced and makes you miserable even though you are trying to be positive. (There is a great advert on television doing the rounds at the moment; the insurance it is trying to plug is by the by, but it features a boxer dog asking with a shocked expression if Christmas is over. His plaintive response of ‘Oh No!’ when he realises this is the case is priceless and absolutely sums up how I feel!).

I think one of the reasons for the blues this time of the year is the fact that we realise we have to get back to the normal routine; life takes on an ordered pattern again, and it can be difficult to be motivated when the days are still short and celebrations are over. Then again, some people relish the new year and the very fact that they can move on with plans and look forward to what is in store. We are all different and whilst I think too much time making plans means we don’t concentrate on today, I think the optimist who relishes looking forward is to be envied.

But I have come to the conclusion that I need to fall back on the inspiration that lies around me to make progress. This is my way of looking forward. I need to look for magic. I heard someone say the other day that they didn’t believe in any form of religion because they didn’t believe in anything they couldn’t see. I couldn’t disagree more with this; I am not necessarily focusing on religion here, but there are many things we cannot see yet know exist. Think of the leaves on the trees rustling in the breeze – we cannot see the wind yet we know it is there. Think of the electricity that brings power to our homes; we cannot see it yet we still touch the light switch knowing the power is there to lighten our darkness.

Sometimes it is easy to ignore new ideas and inspiration when we are busy getting on with everyday challenges. But it is at these times when we need magic and inspiration the most. ‘Thinking outside the box’ is an overused expression but is applicable here. For on a grey January day when we feel we are caught up in ordinariness and routine, it is the time to do just that. There is no ordinary day. Every day contains some magic whatever our situation and if we are open to it.

In a way, magic is difficult to define. I have looked up the definition in the Oxford Living Dictionaries. One says: The power of apparently influencing events by using mysterious or supernatural forces…hmm I’m not sure that is how I think of magic. Another says: Mysterious tricks, such as making things disappear and reappear, performed as entertainment… that is not my favourite idea either. But this – this is the one I really like: A quality of being beautiful and delightful in a way that seems remote from daily life.

I don’t take the above expression to mean remote in a negative way, I take it to mean something that takes us away from normal routine and injects some sparkle into our life and our thinking.

Magic isn’t about waving a wand. We can find magic in small things. To me, the early snowdrops appearing in the churchyard are magical, as is the sunlight sparkling on the river on a frosty day.

The world is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper’.
W.B. Yeats


‘And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it’.
Roald Dahl

I think magic is all around us, even in everyday things and somehow it crosses the divide between itself and reality. Magic and reality can exist together. Think of advanced technology – it is indistinguishable from magic.

When I look around the countryside this time of the year, I remind myself that although all appears quiet and bare, new life sleeps as yet unseen, ready to burst forth and enchant us in the spring; soon nature will make a brand new start, never stopping to question the mood of its heart.

So let us rely on a bit of magic this time of year. Let’s gain inspiration from ‘feel good’ stories and acts of kindness and believe in ourselves. With faith, good times will be more likely to appear.

Magic is believing in yourself, if you can do that, you can make anything happen’.
John Wolfgang von Goethe

Just before writing this blog I had sent a text to my son who is on a business trip abroad. I asked him how things were going. I just received a reply from him – ‘All gold, mum’ x . There is some magic there somewhere!

Wishing you a magical week.

close up photo of a bed of white flowers
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The Garden Fairies and Dreamy Fields….

Do you believe in the magic of fairies?

 

This week it has been very warm at Dove Lane and probably where you are too!

When anxiety strikes, as it can with many of us, any extreme, even of temperature,  can make us feel jittery at times. Getting outside is always good for us but on very hot days it is good to take sensible precautions – don’t forget to drink plenty of water and wear a hat if going out in the midday sun! Pick some lovely shady areas if you can; there is nothing like a peaceful, quiet walk in a shady, sun dappled wood on a hot day.

My week has all been about nature.  We have a friendly black bird who wakes me every morning about 4 am with his cheerful song, and who can fail to be uplifted by such a beautiful sound? And the heatwave has brought other delights – leaving our son’s house the other night after babysitting, the night was still, nothing stirred, and the sweet night air was heavy with that earthy scent you only ever experience on a heady midsummer night.

We went to visit the confetti fields in Worcestershire this week and saw a fabulous display of delphiniums and cornflowers – rows and rows of dreamy flowers in every colour as far as the eye could see. Walking through the dry and dusty field felt very grounding and I really enjoyed the calming atmosphere and the peaceful scene was a haven for bees and butterflies. People travel far and wide to see these fields; it seems that whatever is going on around us, the need to be at one with nature is forever with us.

 

And so I have added one of my poems again this week. This time of year always seems to be cloaked in a little bit of magic for me – when I look out at night I can imagine fairies so what better than to read a little about what they do…..

I hope you enjoy a little bit of escapism …. Love, Flowers and Fairies 🧚‍♀️

 

The Garden Fairies

When the night draws ever closer
And the stars twinkle in the sky,
When the man in the moon is smiling;
Here the garden fairies fly.

With dresses made of rose petals
Fine gossamer for their wings,
They land upon the dewy grass
To dance in fairy rings.

They sprinkle magic fairy dust,
They dart amidst the flowers
And tend to all the garden plants
Throughout the night time hours.

In the morning all is well,
The fairies’ work is done;
Sweet peas and daisies, in colourful rows,
Turn their faces to the sun.

©Lyn Halvorsen

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