UNLOCK FOR MAGIC
“The universe buries strange jewels deep within us all,
and then stands back to see if we can find them.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert
Now that I've gotten my body back under my heart, I feel, dare I say it, sane? And in this place of relative sanity, I had an image of a deadbolt. A huge old-timey steampunk looking lock. Before I could do anything, I heard the clunk-clink-clank sound of the lock unlocking, and as it did, I swear I felt magic. I felt tingling, tickling, chills and a melting sensation make its way from the top of my head down to my toes. And I just stood there, gazing at the mountains from my bedroom window, receiving, yes, freaking magic.
Here was the neat part, I didn't have to know how to unlock it. Or what I was unlocking.
It was just this knowing that if I let the locks unlock, magic comes.
It occurred to me later in the day, that what was being unlocked was the mask I wear in the world, the mask I put on when I feel speedy, rushed, uncomfortable or shut down. The mask that keeps me from genuine interactions and functions as either a "no thank you very much" boundary or a "here's an image of me I think you'll approve of" projection.
And when that mask gets unlocked and the genuine, vulnerable, messy, moody part of me is revealed, magic comes.
What was different about this process, because the revelation is not all that new, is how it came. That first the image and sensations came. First, the magic came. Then the meaning, or concepts, or learning. And normally I would have wracked my brain to get the meaning, to try to conceptually understand. But somehow, for some reason, this time was different. I received what came, and it revealed itself to me later. That's deeply unusual for this Virgo!
So I offer this to you. This unlockfor magicscenario and I encourage you to not figure out what it means. Don't figure out what needs to be unlocked and what your magic is. LET. IT. COME. That's how magic works.