Please Post Examples Of Moments Of Magic From Your Childhood.

It may sound strange to some of you. But I could sometimes do magic, as a child. I'm serious.

Just a couple of examples. When I visited my grandfather, I wanted to find this neighborhood cat. He was always hiding in the front yard of one of the houses on my grandfather's block. But I never knew which. Anyways, I would do this special ritual. And it worked every time!

Also, this one will really surprise you. But when I would flip a coin as a child, it would always come up whatever side was upside in my hand. Seriously. I thought at the time this was no accident, because I thought that was just the way it worked (I was very naïve as a child ). Anyways, finally one day, my friend from across the street, "Danny", made me a wager. I could have his 50-cent piece, if I could win a coin toss. Only stipulation was, he could toss it as many times as he wanted. Well, he tossed it, and I won every time, using the method I just described above. He was understandably flustered, until I explained it to him. He let me down, though, by explaining to me, why my assumptions were basically false. And the phenomenon ceased, after that. But can you imagine how many times this happened to me, before I found out? Boggles the mind, no?

Also, once in high school, on Easter Day, I was listening to the radio. And every time I thought of it, the song Nice Girls, by Melissa Manchester came on. I didn't miss it once, and I did it quite a few times, I know.

Yeah, childhood is a magic time. You feel scared, in an uncertain world, you have no control of. So you use rituals, to appease the fates. And sometimes it works. Now, as people get older, I think they sometimes fail to see the magic in the world.

Do any of the rest of you have examples of what I am talking about, from your childhoods? Please take the time to post them now.

 

magic in my childhood wasn't moments but places. these were secret places out in the woods.

 

I used to sit outside and sing and dozens of birds would gather in the trees around me like I was Snow motherfuckin White and watch me sing.

That's the only thing I remember specifically. I always had a weird connection to animals as a child

 

A fun/silly more "magical" moment...

My mom threw a party at our house once, and bought a ton of soda in cans. There was a bunch left over and since we werenot allowed to drink soda, my mother hid the leftover soda somewhere. I looked all over for it, but just couldn't find it. I was so frustrated! Then, one night, I had a dream about the exact location of the soda hidden in a specific corner of our basement. The next morning I woke up before school and went into the basement and found the soda in the exact place I dreamed it would be. Jackpot! It was probably a weird coincidence, but I was JAZZED at the time.

 

My twin sister and I used to unplug our little brothers clock radio, then we'd lay in bed and wait for him to notice. When he noticed, he'd yell across the house "HEYYYYYYYYYYY, WHO UNPLUGGED MY CLOCK?" and twin and I would laugh and laugh and laugh.

It was magical.

 

i used to be able to make my balls dissapear by pushing them back inside

 

Once I was staying with my father, and I suppose I missed my mother, but I dreamed of an out of body sort of pan through my mother's bedroom and she was painting our dogs nails pink. When I returned home they were orange, and I asked what happened to the pink. She was really perplexed because they were not painted when I left, and she first painted them pink, and repainted them orange later.
Also at one point my father was going through opiate WD's and I thought he was down with a cold. After awhile I was shivering and chattering my teeth uncontrollably and in a lot of discomfort, and my stepmother didn't understand why I was sick as I wasn't running a fever. Crazy contact high?

 

I Used To Do That Very Same Thing, But I Would Never Ever Disclose That Fact To A World Wide Audience.......Whoooooops..... :gossip:



Cheers Glen.

 

For an RE (religious education) lesson in school (or it could have been Sunday school, can't remember) as a young kid, I had to draw a cartoon of a bible passage. I can't remember which passage it was, but God was commanding someone to do something and I drew a picture of a giant hand coming down from a cloud pointing at the bloke. I drew the hand with the wrong amount of fingers. the second I realised my mistake, my nose exploded in a ferocious nose-bleed. I genuinely thought that I had incurred the wrath of a vengeful God.

This was further reinforced by the hand of God in the Simpsons being the only hand to have the correct number of fingers, clearly, I thought, the animators had run into the same problem as me.

Can't remember actually being able to do any magic myself though...

 

I was 11 years old and in the administrators office at summer camp when I bumped into the First Aid kit and it fell off the wall. I tried to clip it back on but couldn’t so I carried it outside looking for an adult, when suddenly a counselor kicked open the door from the CIT lounge and accidentally hit some kid in the head.

The counselor looks directly at me and says ‘well are you just going to stand there or are you going to hand me the first aid kit” (which he saw sitting in my hand) and then he administered first aid – it was bizarre. :dizzy2:


Hotwater

 

i could always tell when someone was creating a falsification by over simplification, even when they didn't realize they were doing so themselves. magic, telepathy, instinct, i'm not sure there's any clear dividing line between them like that. i've always found cats to be pretty good company too. none of these things really ended with childhood. mainly because i never bought into most of the things people convince each other to pretend.
i knew people used words to control each other, before i let on that i could understand or speak them. i never believed that magic depended on invisible beings. but rather that it was created by thinking about things in a certain way, and then completely letting go of it. and of course its the letting go of it that can be dangerous if you don't shape it right. and of course there are invisible things. and no one controls everything. and while those might be sort of in the same direction, they're really separate things, that sort of live in the same invisible place. and any way, every religion i've ever heard of gets it almost completely wrong. in some ways i think they rob people of magic. and i think they do this because of people not really trusting each other with it. and maybe its not really without reason not to. but they still get it entirely wrong what they try to explain and how.

science is as right as there is right to be, about physical things, but magic is about, i won't say everything else, but things that are else, outside of the world we think we know.
religion is just this attempt, to explain these things people don't know, but again, it just mostly gets them wrong.
there isn't some paranoid thing that hates everything that doesn't worship it, or some opposing thing that hates the first one, or anything like that.
but there are things, good, bad, whatever, that people don't know about. and any words, no words really mean anything about them either.

they're a lot more strange fun and interesting, then anything people want to shut away from themselves because they don't trust themselves with.
but like anything you can actually do something, of course you can hurt yourself with it too.

and technologies are a lot more, you can know what they're going to do.

yah i finally caught on to what the op meant, i think.
people think its only for children, because they think that if people didn't think that, they'd think they were gods and try to fly out of windows or something,
and of course you know, gravity is real and the earth is solid, well solid enough to crush something that bangs into it too hard anyway.

so don't worry, i'm not about to do anything like that, but sure, there is an outside of the box of everything we think we know, absolutely.

 

Laying in bed as a child and listening to my parent's tv from downstairs. It was pretty loud, and sentences or commercials or things people would say would run through my head, and 2 seconds later they did.....whatever I heard in my head...would be said right after. I always wondered what that was...psychic abilities?....idk, still.

I did not feel it magic. It freaked me out...


magical moments....going to a fair at 4 years old and hanging out at the polynesian or hawaiian arena with tikis and fire on sticks in the grounds...the whole atmosphere was purely magical and made me feel magical.