It’s been a very stressful week so far and I’ve only worked one day of it. I refuse to blog about work, however, unless

absolutely necessary so all I will say is: stop the world I want to get off.

*Pukes everywhere*

On that note, and I really shouldn’t be doing this when I could be doing 78 other things that are integral to my job, I thought I’d give myself a break and use a blog prompt today. For some reason this one popped up and appealed to me.

Perhaps I’m just being extra-specially soft lately. Must be hormones. Lovely lovely hormones.

Do You Believe In Magic? (October 19th 2015)
You have been transformed into a mystical being who has the ability to do magic. Describe your new abilities in detail. How will you use your new skills?

I am a mystical being, swathed in robes. Not sexy Gandalf robes but a more Snow Queen-y vibe, lots of swirling blues, whites and pale greys.

I can do magic because magic totally is a thing that exists and has existed since the dawn of time. It’s not lame supporting act magician shit but real miracle magic; great splashes of good luck when you most need them, or the discovery of a person who has saved your life just by being there.

It’s in a smile that makes you realise that shit ain’t even that bad; in a chance encounter. It’s learning to love again; learning to love yourself.

All that may sound trite but the true magic of the world is all of us in it together. Kindness and understanding is magic. Love is magic. Picking up the phone and hearing my mother’s voice is magic.

Don’t even try to persuade me otherwise.

My new abilities are complex, of course. They’re about suggestion rather than control, and all about promoting a positive vibe. I’m not talking about happy happy joy joy at all times, nobody can realistically keep a façade like that up for life, and as Frou Frou once said: there’s beauty in the breakdown.

Specifically I want my power to be the power of self-love. I want to spread the word that we’re enough. We’re all enough but even better than that, we’re freakin’ amazing.

I’ve learnt a lot about myself over the years and I’ve spent way too long hating myself, feeling dreadful about my body and my looks and projecting that self-hatred outwards by criticising others. What right have I to demolish another person because I don’t feel happy (even if it’s ‘only a joke’, or dressed up as concern)? Other people’s bodies, clothing and sex lives are nothing to do with me, and never have been.

I try not to do this now and it’s going pretty well.

My power would be to help others reach acceptance, even though I know it’s an ongoing process. A wave of my staff (come on, I’m magical in this scenario, like I wasn’t going to have a staff) would put the thought into people’s heads, one by one: “I’ve got this.”

It would make them see themselves the way their loved ones see them – and eventually, once that magical seed was planted, there’d be no stopping them.

There’s an incredible arrogance to my magic, and I know deep down it’s not realistic. Self-love is a personal journey, not something to be passed on automatically, or taught – and who am I to pick up the mantle? But wouldn’t it be great if, just for one day, you had the power to make your loved ones believe they were beautiful/amazing/powerful, and without a doubt?

Oh yeah, and I can also shape shift.

What would your magical powers be?


10 thoughts on “Magic

  1. I want to steal your super powers. 😉
    I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about things I try to control that are outside of the sphere of my influence. Letting those things rest would be a great super power.
    It’s really, really hard to do with so many assholes in the world.
    Also teleportation, which I would prob pick if I had to choose, honestly. Adult decisions, hell yeah.


    1. Oh God, I completely agree with you. In my older age I’ve become such a worrier (and we’re talking very unnecessary worries), I’d love to be able to switch that off. And there are A LOT of arseholes in the word getting on perfectly well not giving even a remote shit about anybody else, so if they can do it…

      Teleportation, imagine how much you’d save on travel plus you could visit me, like right now and still be home in your own bed by bedtime. Let’s work on that one because it would be the absolute best xoxo


  2. My dear, you already have this superpower. When you say “we’re freakin’ amazing“, I think, yeah, y’know what, I am pretty amazing.
    You’re being heard, by me at least. You’re right, self-love is a personal journey, but you and your blog are like a friend trudging beside you, reminding you it isn’t a lonely one.
    I hope you have a better week this week, you deserve all the happiness. xxx


    1. HM, this is the nicest comment ever. Thank you. I am your friend I hope and I’m right beside you in everything you do because you are chuffing amazing, I’m glad you can see it too. God life can be shitty sometimes and thankless and anxiety inducing, so we should be there for each other, it’s the most important thing. Thank you lovely, it’s still been a tough week, but all the better for my gorgeous friends (both blogger and IRL). Lots of love to you xoxo


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