: Blessed Beltaine, everybody
I think I'm beginning to feel what magic is.
Magic is standing in the center of a witch's circle, singing in harmony with the high priestess, her energy and mine flowing together as our notes intertwine. Magic is the lump I get in my throat. Magic is the chill I feel down my arms. Magic is in the energy I draw from that experience, the smile on my face, the sudden need to bounce and dance and embrace someone, because there is just so much within me that I can't contain myself any longer!
Next time, I should probably ask what I should do with all that extra energy. Because it is probably right then that I can work the most powerful magic.
Current Lips: red and black gradient blend
I think I'm beginning to feel what magic is.
Magic is standing in the center of a witch's circle, singing in harmony with the high priestess, her energy and mine flowing together as our notes intertwine. Magic is the lump I get in my throat. Magic is the chill I feel down my arms. Magic is in the energy I draw from that experience, the smile on my face, the sudden need to bounce and dance and embrace someone, because there is just so much within me that I can't contain myself any longer!
Next time, I should probably ask what I should do with all that extra energy. Because it is probably right then that I can work the most powerful magic.
Current Lips: red and black gradient blend
Current Mood: 
energetic
energetic