Web of magic called dreams and hope

I do believe in magic. I was born and raised in a magic time. In a magic town. Among magicians. Most everybody else, didn't realise we lived in that web of magic, connected by the silver filaments of chance and circumstance. We all start out knowing magic, we were born able to sing to birds and read clouds. Then we get the magic educated right out of our souls. The people doing the telling, were afraid of our wildness youth.

When people get weepy of movies, its because in that theater, that golden pool of magic is touched, just briefly. Then they come out into the hard sun of logic and reason again, and they leave feeling a little heart sad. When a song, stirs a memory. When motes of dust, turning into a shaft of light, takes your attention from the world. When you listen to a train passing on a track at night, in a distance, and you wonder where it might be going. You step beyond who you are, and where you are. For the briefest of instance, you have stepped into the magic realm - One Tree Hill

This passage from One Tree Hill really got me. Because every moment they mentioned, i do feel it. I do feel something touch my heart in a dark theater and then leave feeling like something is missing. I do listen to a good song, and then suddenly feel a deafening silence when the song stops. I do lay on my bed at times, and stare at random glitters of light, and just think about how my life is affecting others, and how others affect me.

Here's my take on it. When you experience something magical, that little place inside your heart is unlocked. A place where everything is safe, where you are allowed to express feelings without having to think of consequences. A place so magical, that the thought of leaving it, feels tragic. A place you have to leave occasionally to face the truth of life. The homework, exams, the peer pressure. All of them makes you want to get back to that place, but suddenly you're lost. You look back, and the path you just walked has vanished, and instead, a brick wall is in front of you, forcing you to face reality.

Have you ever woken up from a beautiful dream? I once had a dream. Around the time i was 10. People don't usually remember dreams, but i did remember this one. I dreamt i was in a land like no other. Waterfalls with gushing waters, higher than anything i've ever seen. Trees taller than any building ever built. Animals I've never seen before. There were giants and dwarfs. There were scary ones, and peaceful ones. I met a guy and a girl. They showed me around. They showed me the magic. They brought me to a place where i felt i could be anyone. Do anything. Believe in something I wouldn't have before. I smiled. Then i teared. I teared at the beauty. The fantastic wonder of everything.

Then my alarm clock rang. I was rudely awaken. I was greeted with the sound of car honks from the nearby highway outside my room window. I looked out to see ugly skyscrapers blocking my view of the sky. I actually wept. I couldn't explain why, but i felt as though i lost something. I lost something that was dear to me. I lost a way back to a place i felt more at home than i ever did in this concrete house. I laid back down on my bed, soaking it all in.

I had a dream which brought me to my golden pool of magic. I still have occasional glances of it. Like when i stare into space, just letting the lyrics of a beautiful song, block out the harsh reality of life. Times when I feel like everything have knocked me down. When there is no way i can get back up again, and then the thought of this place magically lifts my spirits up. A place so innocent, its enough to overcome the sins of my life.

I believe everyone have felt this way a few times in their life. Most wouldn't want to admit it. Most felt it but just didn't dwell on it. Now, whenever i have moments like this. I take a few minutes. Close my eyes. And just hope, wish, pray, that i will go back to that magical place where everything is right and peaceful, and sins and problems didn't exist. I feel the best way to get to this place, is to take a combination of imagination, believe, and to let yourself go. Let your heart and mind wonder. Close your eyes, and leave your mind wide open. Leave it open to possibillities

Whenever i feel this way, i close my eyes and hope that when i open them again, i see trees. I see mountains away in the distance. I hear the sound of gushing water and the talking animals. I smell the scent of fresh fruit and i feel the soft trance of magic flow through me.

Maybe this is why i've always loved fantasy movies. I always liked shows like Harry Potter and Narnia. And one movie i still regard as the best movie i've ever watched, Bridge to Terabithia. Its because i believe, that one day, when i can finally erase the bad memories of this world we live in, that one day, i will finally be rid of people telling me about the non-existence of unicorns and great beasts. That one day, i will finally open my eyes, take a look at the world for what it is, and then finally, just finally, not be blinded anymore.