Enchantment

Recently in my meditation, I floated in to a feeling. A most divine and joyous feeling, that had been tucked away for some time. Lost underneath adult happenings ,was a sense of Enchantment.

Often in my meditations ,I will seem to be somewhere in between awake and asleep but yet surprisingly aware. Things drift in and out of my awareness, particularly feelings. Not just emotional states but the energetic feeling of places, people or times in my life. Like music notes floating in the air, I catch them, hear them and I live in them for a moment. (my favorite aspect of meditation tbh)

So this particular essence came to me and has stuck with me for a few days now. I felt it as being a young child at Christmas. In this recalling of a feeling, it wasn’t the gifts or the anticipation of the season. It wasn’t the holiday movies or the parties or the overall joyous loudness of life at Christmas time as a child.

No, it was different, more subtle. I felt what it was to peer out into the world as though it was magic. It was the richness of the long darkness of the winter night sky. The certain glow of the lights on the Christmas tree. It was the feeling of the specialness of Christmas eve and the sacredness of velvet dresses. I know as a child I felt many more things then just this but in the meditation this singular energetic note stood out and came back to me in living color.

Enchantment is to be under a spell of romantic love with the world around you. In my childlike innocence I was enamored with life. And in reciprocity it seems, the world at Christmas showed love back by putting its most beautiful foot forward. Red ribbons tied around ordinary things, trees inside adorned by sacred items lovingly collected and stored all year, the mundane ceasing for celebration and connection.

But there was something else I distinctly noticed about this flavor of enchantment.

It was a world still filled with endless possibility. Like mountains in the horizon, the possibility of my life lay endlessly before me. No rationale to tone them down and because I am a child no need to go on a quest for those possibilities. I could just gaze at my dreams for life like I did ornaments dangling in the glow of white Christmas lights. No plan needing to unfold just the joy of knowing in the existence of the dream itself, and the naive certainty that they would one day just show up. Gifts to unwrap.

Eventually the meditation ended the feeling dispersed like a scented candle blown out but my mind ponders it still. When did I stop being enchanted? When did I stop looking at the world with adoring innocent eyes? A million answers could come, and fingers that point blame seem to grow off my hand adding numbers to their rank. Words like “money”, “trauma”, “adult” start filling the mind; a fireplace with out an open chimney, I am choking on my reasons why enchantment exists only in the muffled memories of my past.

More and more I realize, it really doesn’t matter why and how something came to be. Although it can be useful in catching my patterns and understanding myself, why often distracts me from the real opportunity; how can I make space for this feeling now. How can I clear a place for this perception to grow in my mind?

So I look to you now, dear reader and friend, when did you last let yourself be enchanted? When did you let dreams be savored and life adored? When did you fall out of love with life? And more importantly when are you gonna let Enchantment back in?

Now this is the point in a “marketing” email where I should sell you the ultimate fix to all your disenchantment problems, but I ever more the mystic than business woman will not. In my readings I help people become aware of the limits and unconscious beliefs that paint their perception and in my Personal Oracle mentorships I help to guide them to experience and create space for certain feelings they are desiring and to find a unique spiritual path for their own souls evolution but…. the real power lies within you!

The choice of enchantment, and the bravery it takes to set aside the learned and inherited blocks to it, lies in you and the responsibility of cultivating it is yours. As mine is mine.

But I wish you moments where you pause and find a glimmer of magic this season, where you look upon your life with wild possibility from a place of deep current satisfaction. May the winter nights blanket you in a rich dark depth for dreaming, and the childlike traditions rekindle some innocence in you.

If you need guidance, remember I am here. Reach out.

In the hope of enchantment to come,

Avery

P.S. As I was pondering this word my dear friend sent me GIF with the character from the movie “Enchanted” and it confirmed my need to share it with all of you. I love synchronicity and magic so I needed to share that with you as well.