Little kids are funny. They're also smart. After the thing with the jewelry, Lissa said she had to ask me something and it was serious. "Grandma, is magik real?" I looked her in the eye and I said "Yes, I believe it is real." I knew what she meant. I play the games with her all Grandma's play. Big bad wolf, boogie monster, Santa, Easter Bunny. But, magik? No, that's not a game.*
She continued to ask me things and I answered her straight up, I knew she was serious. She asked if she could do a spell? I said yes, you can make a wishing string and I taught her how. Each bead we put on the string was a different color, for different things. Words were said and chants were chanted and when she was done she made her wish. I expected her to wish for a new toy and I knew the wish would come true because I would buy it. That's one way magik and wishes work. Instead she looked intensely at the wishing string and said "I wish you'd make me a Christmas tree."
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Before I could even get out of my mouth that that wish would come true in about 5 months and wasn't that magik?...a freekin' Christmas tree fell out of the loft and landed at her feet. I shit you not. It was small and crafty, decorated with straw flowers and lace. I had never seen it before and it sure didn't look like anything my son had up there. He has a small Budweiser tree with light up beer bottles up there. Nothing like this. At least nothing I ever saw. I'm not saying for a minute this tree appeared out of thin air, I am saying, she spelled for a Christmas tree in July and got one. That's how real magik works.
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Magik is not wiggling your nose like Samantha and having your wacky mother pop up in a cloud of smoke. Magic is changing the direction of energy so that things happen. The non-believers call it coincidence. I do not. I have seen too many of these things happen. Lissa made magik happen. It doesn't always work like that, in fact, it nearly always chooses a sometimes subtle different path.
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She wanted to try one more wish and I tried very hard to tell her that though what she had just done was amazing and I totally believed it was magik, she should not expect the next wish to happen the same way. And I also told her not to be greedy, it's unseemly. She wished that her friend, Racie could get some shoes just like her new shoes. Nothing happend. I told her to wait and be patient.
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This afternoon I was thinking about Lissa's wish and how sweet it was and I was thinking about Racie and how her family is having a hard time right now. I know where Racie lives, Lissa yells it out every time we drive by. So, I went and bought shoes just like Lis has for Racie and some candy and balloons for her sister and brothers and I left them in a bag on their porch. I left the receipt in case they didn't fit. Sooo, that's magik again. I didn't do this thing so Lissa's magik would work. I did it because Lissa's magik DID work. I felt the need to do it, I was happy after I did it. That's friggin' real magik. Big time.
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And don't do that "oh DD you're so nice" thing. I'm really not. They weren't expensive and good magik always comes back to you.
43 comments:
That is wonderful Pat. She has inherited the gift.
I sometimes wish I did. About seven of my friends have the gift. It is like I am attracted to them before I even know it about them. Do not know why this happens but it does.
The gift is believing and you already have it.
that's awesome. Lissa is a wise little girl. I am picturing the little christmas tree falling on your lap, made me chuckle!
That is just cool. What a powerful person Lissa is, she just seems to know...
I think you're a loveable curmudgeon in spite of what you say. Maybe kindred spirits see through to the good stuff. Maybe that's magik too. I know I believe.
Lissa is a delightfully complicated and wonderful child. I'm so glad you have each other.
It just about did fall in my lap. It fell right at our feet and yeah, the look on my face must have been pretty amusing. Everything up there is in boxes with lids. There's no loose junk. It was very strange. And strangly decorated, girly, in pink lace..her fav color.
WOW. That made me happy to read. I bet she can thank Eric for that.
That's so awesome, DD.
Can you tell about the picture you posted?
Thoughts are things. Everything around us that has been created by human hands was once a mere thought. The thought became a desire that manifested itself though creative imagination, (visualization) and physical manipulations that led to it's actual physical creation.
Thinking and moving are simply different ways of moving and interpreting the flow of energies.
Magik isn't so much a, "supernatural" event as it is another layer of the natural evolution of known events.
Gov. agencies, world wide employ those gifted with far reaching sights and abilities. Billions are now being spent on research into these same skills and abilities.
We've known for many years that most humans use a very small percentage of their total brain potential. It isn't much of a stretch to see that some folks are simply using a few more of the brain cells in various regions of the mind that others allow to remain dormant.
Go to any of the major research University sites and read the published research available on it. It would take years to read it all and this is only what's, "out there". There is tons more happening in labs across the globe that the papers and reseach data isn't published yet.
Magik exists and is being researched by some of the most brillant minds on the planet. It isn't abracadabra and a poof of smoke but it is the intentional movement of energies in a guided direction for a specific reason or intent.
I just had to throw some science at the morons who come in and call it names and poo-poo it. Ignorance has killed millions through the years and made many more look like utter fools.
I know Eric did it for his little girl. That is so wondeful that you both have the gift and can share it.
I really do believe that Eric sent the Christmas tree to his daughter. It is wonderful that both of you share such a wonderful gift.
That gave me cold chills when I read it DD. I always love hearing what has happened in your life. I don't always comment but I can assure you I am always reading. I always know you will have an uplifting or interesting post to share.
Awesome in every way!
The picture is Erics little Teddy he slept with for 10 years wearing his football shirt he got at age three. Now Lissa sleeps with it. And those are the "magic" shoes, pink crocs..lol..she loves those shoes.
Nina, thanks. That was cool. I don't think magik is supernatural either.
"Thought are things"...brilliant and true.
You remind me of my aunt. She tied so hard to be a crusty, salty broad but could never quite pull it off. She was just too darned lovable so we never bought her act. (At least not completely!)
Keep doing what you do, DD, and magik will always surround you.
thank you for sharing Pat. I'm so glad you're getting to spend so much time with Lissa and share these experiences with her (and us! :)
p.s. I hope she's handling the pending arrival of the new baby ok.
Pat, I thought of you earlier today when we were out for a drive and happened upon a mental facility (keep reading, I don't think your crazy) that is no vacant ... my husband and I were talking about what kind of things went on here and the people who lived and died there and I wished you could've been there because I wondered what kind of things you would have felt or seen, that only you could. It was really quite an experience. I looked up some info about it and posted it on my page. Its all I've been able to think about since.
BIz, mental institutions are scary. We have a big one here and I used to work there. Insane ghosts aren't the least bit fun.
that is very very cool. She's a very special little girl!
Long story, but true.
Last Thursday my husband was called out of town suddenly. I had to arrange his travel bag and take it to him at work. (We live in suburban DC. Traffic is always shite.) Between travel, and dinner, nd the airport, this took several hours. On the way home, my daughter said she had failed to turn in her $2 for a white t-shirt for "tye dye" day at camp. This meant she had to bring her own. I don't keep those handy at home. So, we thought she was out of luck. The only place, still open, between us and home, was Target. We went in and looked around. Stretchy knits for $6.99 and camis in a 4 pack. I told her that was it and was headed out of the store. She grabbed my hand and dragged me down the main aisle in the girl's section. There, I kid you not, was a white Hanes t-shirt size 10-12. It was on a hanger, on a rack, totally out of place with the colourful tie in the back girl's shirts. It had a price tag of $1.11.
I thought I had stepped into the twilight zone.
Bedbugs, that's totally a little girl throwing wishing magik. For real. I miss your site.
I went to put it back up the other night and forgot to take off the secure controls. I will remedy that.
Im soooo glad we got our Lissa post...does not feel like Sunday without it. DD- I read here every day (and have for a long time)although I dont always post, I like to read what everyone has to say...feels like I know some of you. Anyway,I hope things get back to normal soon, where it feels like we are all sitting around your kitchen table, just talking...
much love,
snowbunnie (sb)
"The gift is believing and you already have it." - DD
Truer words were rarely spoken. There might be a million ways to manifest your desires, but the anchor of belief, nothing happens. Getting from a desire to a reality sometimes requires a type of concentration and focus that is, frankly, too much work for most people. But without belief, you'll never even try.
Start with belief, maintain your gratitude for your blessings and if necessary, do whatever work seems required. And you cannot fail.
I think it is wonderful that you are straight up with your granddaughter about your special gifts and that you pass it on to her. What a beautiful and special thing to do. And yes! I will say it! That WAS really nice what you did for her friend and her family! Any woman who wears such a cute sunhat has to be sweet! lol!
That was soooooooo sweet of you! Lissa is a cutie pie and it's really nice that the both of you are forming all of these great memories.
:)
I haven't read any of the other comments yet... but I just want to say "You never cease to amaze me @ Pat".... and that is why you are my "special special" friend... ty
"special special" friend. Sounds like I'm retarded or lesbian. LMAO! Love ya, Nadine.
I believe in Magick. I believe in the Moon, and energy left behind. I believe in nature, and trees and the Three Fold Law.
I'm an odd one. I can't say I'm just Pagan. I simply believe in things. My father was Native American, and my mother was Irish. They brought forth a black-haired green-eyed worshipper of nature who believes in pixies and wee elementals.
DD, I have been following you for awhile now, as I'm sure you've seen my IP hits. I even delved deeper into your blog and wept when your son died. I'm stepping out of lurkdom to simply say "hello", and that I love you and your entire blog. I love reading about sweet Lissa.
May I offer you my own story about Magick?
Way, way back when my son was about nine, we lived on a military base (his father was a B-52 pilot). The commissary was running a give-away contest. The prize was this gorgeous go-cart, complete with fiberglass top of a racing Indy car, complete with STP logos.
My son was enraptured. I looked at him standing there, eyes huge and adoring that car. We filled out three entires (I told him we didn't want to be greedy, plus three is magick).
At home at night, I'd put him and his baby sister to bed, he called me into his room. He told me how much he wanted that car! He wanted it so badly. Please, Mom, can you put a spell on it?
I said, no, I won't. It's yours to do with, and you have to work for it. I gave him a stone (actually, a red rock I'd picked up in Sedona, AZ) and told him to hold it in his hand, and do NOT think "I want that car, I wish I had that car!".... I said, "Think that the car is yours, picture everything you will do with that car, how the wind feels in your hair, how it feels underneath you."
He then said, "But, Mom, we have no room for it! Where will we put it?". I told him that was negative, and don't let any negative enter into this at all. I reminded him of the land his grandfather had, when we visited there we could take the car, and he'd have all that space to drive it on.
I told him do this for three nights, no negativity. Simply invision what it is like to own that car, driving it on 33 acres.
The next week I got a phone call to come and pose for photos and to pick up the co-cart.
We eventually moved to those 33 acres his grandfather had, and both my children had much time with that silly go-cart. They quickly outgrew the Indy car topping, and it was discarded. I had much joy watching them zooming around the land (at 20 mph! ack! yes, I made them wear helmets. I would have made them wear body armour, if I could).
My son, now 30, still tells the story of how his mom taught him his very first magicks for anyone who wants to listen. He also forgets the fact that, at the time, we had to declare the $3500 prize on our income tax! (lol)
Awesome story! Thank you so much for sharing that. You posted while I was putting up a new header with magik in it. The coven part was a joke, I think everyone will get it. Heh.
DD- I've gotta say this,even if you get mad at me. Regardless,of what you think you're a very sweet & loving person & I'm not the only person that thinks this either. I don't have mean or nasty friends & if your self image was true,we'd see it.You can gripe at me til the cows come home,but I adore you & I think Eric was lucky to have you as a mom & Lissa is lucky to have you as her grandma,regardless what the whores that have attacked you say. You, Eric & Lissa know the truth & the rest can just Fuck Off. The mission now is to find a way to make you like & love yourself. I'm determined from here out to make you start seeing the Pat & DD that I see.
Nadine- My next comment to DD,isn't making fun of you or your sweet words,it's just the funny way with words she replied with. This isn't a jab at your comment.
dirtydisher said...
"special special" friend. Sounds like I'm retarded or lesbian. LMAO! Love ya, Nadine.
July 27, 2009 1:58:00 AM GST
------------------------------------DD- I laughed so hard when I read your reply,I thought I was gonna fall outta my chair! That's my new fav comment! I gotta calm down before I wake the house!
Great to hear those shared experiences with your loved ones Pat. Everyone grows in a special way when good energy is passed around like that. Lissa is very lucky to have you there as the epicenter of Eric's energy communicating and manifesting through you. Special touches that remain etched in memories. It means what it needs to mean for you; and it's a magical moment of childhood hope and dreams for Lissa. Love that, thanks for sharing.
Jarhead
ROFL
I just saw the new header! Very good.
6pm for positive energy. I was thinking about this last night too. What you send out comes back to you. I do not want to send out bad vibes. I got enough going on right now.
So positive energy will smack them in the back of the head! Thwap!
Glad you got the joke. I'll switch it later.
this is a clueless Q on my part...but what do you do with negative energy? how do you get rid of it??
I sat on my rock by the sea and thought my thoughts that are things and sent them off at 6:00pm.
Tia, that's a good question. When it's MY negative emergy I meditate. Clearing my mind helps me so much. I like doing it in the garden every morning while I wait for my coffee.
If it's someone else's negative energy, that's thougher. Man. I try and get away from them and I do protections. I clean my cards with salt when too many people have touched them.
I was doing the same thing in my garden at the same time, Nina. Awww.
What a trip it must be living with/around you Pat!
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