Thursday, April 7, 2011

Writing Exercise #1 - A Touch Of Magic

I've decided I wanted to have some fun on this page and asked around about some writing exercises I could do. Lots of great ideas and I really liked the sound of this one - take a photo, any photo and write about it. What do you see? What do you feel? What does it make you think about? Here's my first offering ...

Titled - A Touch Of Magic

When I look at this photo, I think of magic. Not the kind that comes from faeries and witches, but the deep down in your soul kind that comes from forging love connections. Being an incurable romantic, it's these relationships that I long for, the emotions that bind you strong to another and for me, this is magic in it's most beautiful and simplest of forms.

In his hands, this man holds a miracle. He holds the tiny body of a spirit just beginning on their life journey. So many possibilities in such a small handful and it boggles my mind wondering just how magnificent this child can be. With love and gentle guidance, the sky's the limits where a life filled with joy and purpose awaits. What choices will this baby one day make? Whose life will he touch and most of all, how deeply will he enrich mine.

Funny that. This was just a photo when I first downloaded it to my laptop the other day and now I've made that personal attachment. This is my baby or the image of the future I'm eager to create. This is the magic I desperately reach out to take hold of. The magic I yearn for with all the tenderness my heart can muster. In a world where you can find almost anything you desire - this ... this small piece of perfection .... this is what I would give anything for. No piece of technology, paper of accomplishment or money bought item can compare with knowing that a little part of you is running around in the world - learning, loving, influencing, living.

To have magic, you need to create it and I can't think of anyone I adore and cherish more than my husband. This photo brings tears to my eyes because not only do I picture those little feet to be those of my son, but those tender hands... the ones cradling life belong to my husband, Mark. My son will be destined for greatness by the very fact that he will hold part of Mark within him. Just like his father, he will be loving, patient, understanding and incredibly supportive. He will have that goofy sense of humor that I love, hold a romantic heart and grow to be a faithful husband any woman would be proud of. He will be a hero to his wife, just like Mark is to me. When I close the romance books I read, I love knowing that it continues in real life. With a marriage that has survived the refiners fire, it holds the magical spark needed to see this photo become a reality.

I know it will happen. I feel it from the top of my head to the very tips of my toes and as I sit here, I'm making a mental note that when the time is right, I will take my own photo. Everyone deserves to find their bliss, to find the thing that will bring them the most joy and then make it their own. This is mine. I believe that this image is in my future and I can't wait hold that magic in my arms. To look down into those baby eyes and know that I am blessed. I get goosebumps just thinking it.

I belive in magic. I'm a product of it. I'm surrounded by it. I thrive in it. And God willing, I'll be creating it. This photo has really touched my heart and strengthened my resolve. That's the beauty of life. Sometimes it may feel like Hell has come to visit, but there are moments that come that remind you what it's all about. That reminds you of all the positive things to look forward to. It's time to stop staring at the ground and look up. Times too short to be caught up in worry and self doubt and just like the baby being nestled, there's a world of opportunities just waiting for us to claim. We just need to courage to do it.

Well, this was quite a post, not at all what I was thinking when I first started. But it's okay because I wrote from my heart and isn't that at the very core of being a writer? To thine own self be true. I think I'll print this out later today and pin it to my wall so I can remember the many possibilities that await me - all from a touch of magic.


  1. You "wrote from your heart,"...
    ...and you brought tears to my eyes.
    That was magical. Thank you.

  2. Hard to find words....thank you for sharing that. xo

  3. What a beautiful post. One day when you are changing dipers and cribsheets for the hundreth time that day...look back at this post you wrote, it will put it all back in prespective. Happy creating Bell's. (that was always my favorite part).

  4. So precious! I can't wait for you to have that gift in your life either! You are such a beautiful soul! :D HUGS

  5. Wonderful post! I love your spin on the photo exercise. :-)

  6. Awe, Bels...I loved it! Very touching and beautiful. I know you will make a little miracle soon.