Wake Up ☼

I’m watching the Wake-Up documentary right now. It’s about the daily life and battle of a medium dealing with their newfound gifts. I feel like I’m watching a video of everything I’ve gone through in dealing with this. I Instagram messaged Jonas, the medium, to tell him how much I appreciated the documentary and how it made me feel a lot less alone. He already replied and told me he’s thankful I reached out to him. :’-)
One thing I find so intriguing is how they mention Santa Claus and how it shapes our perception of “magic” as children. Jonas’s girlfriend says that she was devastated when she found out as a child that Santa Claus isn’t real and that’s when she learned that magic isn’t real. Because of this, she has a hard time accepting this new, magical world that Jonas is introducing to her.
            I find this interesting because as a child I loved the idea of Santa Claus, the reindeers and all that. It wasn’t even the holiday of Christmas or the presents that was fascinating to me, but it was the magic behind it. I remember being a little girl and staring up at the sky for hours trying to find him (aw). I was really sad when I found out he wasn’t real. And I understood that this was the truth and I accepted it but I would still get really defensive about this subject (lol). Whenever someone made a joke or any sly comment about his non-existence I would argue back by saying “HE’S AS REAL AS YOU WANT HIM TO BE!!!” That’s a line I said a lot as a child. I didn’t even really know what I meant exactly but I stood by it.
            Another thing that has finally come full circle for me; I remember sitting on my bedroom floor for hours on end with a magic eight ball, asking it questions, over and over again.
            I understand now. I’m a creative motherfucker. My imagination is wild. Don’t get me wrong, the things I hear, see, and feel are not imaginary. But it’s this creativity that allows me to have the gift. I am able to sense things that normal people wouldn’t necessarily be able to because I allow my brain to open up to the unknown. This is a subconscious element of your character. Do not think that just by saying “okay, I believe in sprits” will allow you to see the spiritual aspects of the universe. Everyone is different, and everyone has different strengths and weaknesses, this just happens to be mine.
Needless to say, it’s something that can be developed with practice, patience, and most importantly faith. What is important is to recognize the beautiful things in life. When you see a rainbow, stop and look at it. When the moon looks cool at night, take a moment to appreciate it. Just believe in the magic and beauty in the universe, because it is real. As we grow, our souls become “harder” in a sense; we lose sight of the inner-child we once had. We’re taught that magic isn’t real and we live in a universe ruled by science. This is what I believed at this time, last year. I was forced into this world of magic and spirit without an option, but I’m so grateful. It’s a blessing just as much as it’s a curse. There’s terrible things I experience in addition to the positive. But the one thing I really needed from this gift most of all was I needed to win back my appreciation for the world.

I was going through a hard time before this all happened. I was struggling to see the beauty in the world. I saw life as mundane and pointless. I know that’s extremely depressing and terrible to say, but I’m just trying to be as honest as possible. WAKE UP! There is so much more to this universe than what you can see with your eyes. I don’t even see it all. But that’s why I work to strengthen my abilities and open my eyes more, you should too. It makes life more beautiful. J

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