Mole
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There is a part of me that is magic.
It is very definite and clear and I know when I am in magic and when I am not.
And when I am not in magic, it seems I cannot go back to magic by an act of will. Rather I must await on magic and listen for her voice.
However I do spend most of my time being wilful - going to the bank, dinning out, visiting the library and the Citizens' Advice Bureau - all require me to be wilful.
But magic calls me back with the setting sun or the shape of a tree or a humourous conversation.
Sometimes, though, she hits me right over the head so that I feel I can't do anything - my only hope is to listen to her.
And it is not so much what she says but how she says it.
She is, frankly, entrancing. And when I listen to her, time stands still and everything is effortless.
So you can imagine why I am in love with her, and why I want to spend more time with her.
It is very definite and clear and I know when I am in magic and when I am not.
And when I am not in magic, it seems I cannot go back to magic by an act of will. Rather I must await on magic and listen for her voice.
However I do spend most of my time being wilful - going to the bank, dinning out, visiting the library and the Citizens' Advice Bureau - all require me to be wilful.
But magic calls me back with the setting sun or the shape of a tree or a humourous conversation.
Sometimes, though, she hits me right over the head so that I feel I can't do anything - my only hope is to listen to her.
And it is not so much what she says but how she says it.
She is, frankly, entrancing. And when I listen to her, time stands still and everything is effortless.
So you can imagine why I am in love with her, and why I want to spend more time with her.