Do you ever wonder: what happened to the innocence and wonder we approached life with as children? Believing that magic was possible and miracles happened every day. I miss that innocence. I am, through this Blog, trying to find my way back to believing in magic and miracles.
I sruggle daily with my Roman Catholic up bringing and my belief in our ability as human to channel earth energy. I don't think these two are mutually exclusive but the modern church has demonized magic and the use of energy to heal and help. Some how as we grow in one relationship we are forced to turn our backs on the other. I actually think this is a man made concept.
When I was innocent and allowed myself to believe that all things are possible, both magic and miracles made perfect sence. I believed I could be a practicing Catholic and still do magic. Naturally I believed that all power came from an all loving God. The light and energy I channeled was a gift from this all loving God, and I was expected to use it for good. To heal the sick, give hope to the poor, and make small miracles each day.
Then someone suggested that magic was of the devil, dark side and I was a sinner because I used it. I started to doubt both the power of magic and the power of an all loving God. I walked away from both. I stopped knowing which way to go so I sat on the fence and that is where I continue to sit. Doing nothing with the gifts I have been blessed. I need to find my way back to a place where I know both are possible and expected. Today I am starting that journey.
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