Do You Believe in Magic?

Do you believe in Magic? I do. Ever since I was knee high to a grass hopper, or so the saying goes. I believe there are things no one will ever be able to explain, I believe that when you truly believe in something that anything is possible, I believe that there is more to this world then meets the eye and I most definitely believe in magic. Maybe not the abracadabra, hocus pocus magic like you see in movies, but a more subtle form of magic. Like people who can walk into a room and ignite it with energy with out speaking a word. Or someone who can take away another's pain simply by touching them. And then there are those who can speak aloud a need, and believe with all their being that that need will be taken care of and somehow everything they needed is granted them. Magic is every where. You just have to look harder to feel it.

There was a day not too long ago when I was filled with fear and sadness. I was losing my unborn child and I was helpless against it. But I decided to go down fighting. I grabbed some blood red thread, cut it into 3 pieces and tied one end in a knot. The colour red is said to ward off evil, the number 3 is said to represent artistic abilities insight, optimism, and happiness (the things that describe me) I began to braid the three pieces of thread together and as I did so I prayed out loud with as much meaning and strength I could muster " With this bracelet I bind from me all things evil. I bind negativity, illness, ill thoughts, poor intentions, and ill will towards me. My baby and I will be protected." I said this prayer over and over until my braid was done and tied around my left hand wrist. The wrist that holds the closest vein to my heart. You are not supposed to remove a prayer bracelet. It will fall off when your prayer has taken it's course.

Soon after your father came in to check on me and noticed the new addition to my wrist and asked me what it was. I told him it was to protect the baby but that it didn't work, fore we both knew at that point our baby had already passed on. And that was when he said to me "Who knows, maybe it is working". I understood what he meant and it brought me comfort.

A month or so later, the very day I found out I was pregnant again, that bracelet fell off. I did not believe for a second that it was a mere coincidence. So I created a new one to protect us again. This bracelet, made of the same thread, braided the same way, and spoken the same prayer has lasted for over 8 months with no sign of falling off. The last one only made it past a month. And I do not for a moment believe that it's a coincidence either.

I believe in magic.