Magick

To the Lost Girl Who Started the Fire

When I was a little girl, all the world was magick and romance. There was nothing I couldn’t imagine, no world I couldn’t visit, no story I couldn’t weave with the vibrant palette of my inner vision. The problem I faced was that I viewed myself as separate from all my wonder – to be surrounded by magick, but not of it. I felt Spirit within and around me, but I didn’t know what it was, and I didn’t know that the connection I felt was a recognition of the frequency outside of me matching the frequency within… Read More To the Lost Girl Who Started the Fire