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How to find MAGIC.
There is magic in all of us.
This story is dedicated to my grandfather and to anyone of us human beings who are supporting others in finding their own inner magic. This story is dedicated to our planet, Mother Earth for letting us live through situations as beings on her. This story is dedicated to all my clients who dare to encounter their sufferings in order to transform them into magic.
With a deep bow. Julia
“Life is magic. We all are magic.” I still remember these words from Gaia. She would repeat them, whenever I came crying. Crying in pain. Crying in shame. Crying and hiding.
This other person had just hurt me. Had abused me. Had taken my strength with the snip of his finger. Had said sorry for what he did and had still done it. Was this supposed to be life? Was this supposed to be magic? Where was his magic when he was hurting? Where when he was abusive? Where was mine?
“What is my own magic? How do I find it? Or does my magic find me? And if it finds me, how will I know? Does it come with any signs?” I asked many questions.
She had no answer but “Life is magic, child. We all are magic.”
“You are still alive. That is magic.” She said after a long while and broke the silence with a question “How could you survive?”
