Make a wish. it used to be the most magical thing in the world. do you remember? it was the best thing ever. i mean really, what was better than making a wish that all of your wishes would come true? Or just making a wish that your heart believed in more than anything else that had ever come before?
for as long as i can remember, when it was 11:11 or finding a dandelion or blowing out birthday candles, i have wished the same thing. i’m sure there was a time when i wished for a toy (or another toy...), and then for my skin troubles to go away, and then for a certain boy to fall madly in love with me.....the list goes on, but that magic of making a wish and believing in that magic (in one form or another) to make it come true seems not to have followed. i’m trying to get that back.
i started pretty early on to wish for what seemed like the only logical thing left after those other distractions were laid aside. i wished to not let fear hold me back from doing the things i wanted to do. it was that simple. i’m not one to let myself regret, but if i did it would be just as they say: regretting the things i didn’t do. i catch glimpses of what i’m truly capable of, firework flashes of what it would feel like. i’ve lived a long, long time, but still feel like i’m just getting started. fear will never “go away,” but it is no longer welcome to hold me in my tracks.
our lives are in our hands. i know it’s hard to believe in magic. i know it’s hard to believe in a lot of things, but if we stop making wishes then it’s all over. you don’t need an excuse, though 11:11, dandelions and shooting stars are all rather good ones.
let the universe show you that you’re a part of everything. let her show you that she’s listening. let her show you that she can help.
make a wish!
make a wish!
make a wish!
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