Everyone Can Do Magic
* To make
somebody or something seem to appear, disappear, change, or move by using magic *
Chances are if you are reading this - you are a fellow-hubber, that means you automatically qualify to be able to do magic.
Magic is ‘real’... it’s the ability to create something out of nothing.
If you can write a hub - that’s exactly what you do!
Once an idea is born, it can become a reality.
Transforming a blank piece of paper or a blank screen to hundreds of letters, that transform to words has to be magic. It is a little miracle. And what an accomplishment it is; how rewarding to create something that moments before didn’t exist.
I didn’t know I could do magic, my English teacher at school told me I was ‘lazy and quite useless’. I took that on board because teachers were always right, or so I assumed.
Many years later, here I am writing hubs. I don’t know whether they are any good or not, but they start with an idea, then develop into a beginning and eventually it has an end, I’ve created something and that certainly feels like magic!
Sharing the Magic
I seem to be on a permanent learning curve, as I am an amateur at both, but what I lack in expertise I make up for in enthusiasm.
I am sure I am drawn to both activities because you can work magic with both, by creating something unique that just didn’t exist before.
If we plant something as unassuming as a simple seed, sometimes no bigger than a speck of dust, give it some TLC and a little nurturing and the magic begins.
The colour and beauty of flowers created for us to see, smell and enjoy, fruit and vegetables for us to eat, what a privilege it is to create that special magic!
Photography has to be the best magic of all time, to capture a ‘moment in time’ forever.
You’d think that only a few fortunate people would qualify for something that precious, but it’s available to you, me, everybody!.
And that’s ‘magic’!
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