“I’ve never met a person who hasn’t done some magic in their life, not one”, said my Aunt Grace, then she would give a chuckle that could light the stairs and the stars. She was the best, I mean, she was the very best.
I did not know that we came from a family of magicians. I think everyone does – you just may not know that you do. Some folks are big and flashy with their magic, and others just do the odd trick here and there and never wait for a thank you.
One morning I asked my Aunt if she’d ever seen me doing magic and she just grinned.
“Listen my little sweet pea, your first trick was being born. Simple as that. The trouble folks went to get you into this world, well, it was a ton of trouble, I’ll tell you”.
To be real honest here, that don’t sound too magical to me but I took her word on it.
“Then one day, your mother was real down, after you being born and all, and you picked that very moment to smile – well, if she didn’t do a little jig around the room. Now you ain’t gonna tell me that ain’t magic?”
Still it didn’t sound as good as pulling a rabbit out of a hat, I can tell you.
Then my Aunt continued, “there was a day when your little friend….what she called?”
“Amy,” I said.
“That’s it, Amy. She had been told her daddy wasn’t coming home and I remember you gave her the biggest hug in the world, and then you offered her all your money in your little bank, so that her father could get home.”
“You sure did. And sometimes you may find that you’re magic just by walking into a room. Maybe someone’s life ain’t working too well, and all it takes is you to enter a room. You might not know it, you might not see it, but you, just being you and being there might be all the magic that someone needs.”
I thought about that and I had to tell my Aunt I hadn’t noticed any of that.
She said that wasn’t the point. My Aunt said that the point was, that the when I forgot about my magic, she would be there to remind me about it. ‘Cause, you see, we all forget about our own magic. So maybe it would be a good thing for me to remind other folks when they forget.
I said that I would, even although I wasn’t too sure what magic was.
My Aunt said I was to give it time and one day I’d notice other people’s magic. She was sure of that point. She really was.
bobby stevenson 2017