You’ve invited magic in; now it’s time to tell the universe what you want. It’s time to ask loudly, to want audaciously. The first step in showing up for your dreams is believing you deserve them. Then, you must move wildly, boldly, precisely in that direction—energy and effort in concert. Commit every cell in your body to believing in your own magic. Knowing you will receive what it is you undeniably crave.
Today, we will write down what we want—to announce what you have been turning over in your minds for years, maybe decades. It’s time—as Mary Oliver says—“to partner with the Universe.”
But first, we will read “I Want” by poet Jordan Jace
I want
Jordan Jace
I want to write poems for construction workers and dreamers
For revolutionaries
For deadbeats and those on the low
I never want to ask please fix us all
I want for us to want
to patch every heart
and pave every road
and destroy every system
that has ever left us
broken. I want to sing
like frank ocean, like wonder
like sonder, like mereba, like the sea
I want to recite the line
Took the wretched out the earth
Called it baby fanon,
I want to call someone baby.
I want to stop smoking because I want to live,
I can only love my comrades if I live,
and I want to clean my room,
I want to clean my room every week
and make my bed and put peppermint in my hair
to stop needing my inhalers
and to inhale solidarity, and to eat the rich,
I want to eat the rich, to cancel the rents,
to know my neighbors
and to know my neighbors
are safe. I want to move like water, to move
from unity to struggle to unity,
to have no perfect world we haven’t fought for.
Prompt: Write down your wants, big and small. Tell the universe why these things are important to you. Include why, without a doubt, these things are coming to you. Don’t focus on when or how. Magic doesn’t concern itself with silly details or timelines. Instead, tell the universe how you know, for sure, how with every ounce of your heart, you believe.
One Month of Magic guidelines:
For the month of July, post a daily prompt to inspire magical thinking.
Read and respond to the prompt by writing for seven, seventeen, or seventy-seven minutes—whatever you like—exploring what it stirs inside you. That’s it. It’s easy and breezy and designed to make you consider things deeper to search for sparkle.
After you write, post your response in the comments section of that day's post (only available to paid subscribers). Offer feedback to at least two people. Celebrate and clarify what is magical about one another’s work. How it deepened your own awareness and awe.
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I Want to Rewrite Fatal Attraction
And make the rabbit break free before
the villain boils her. I want to brush
my hair with cinnamon. I want to find
wedding rings thrown from a bridge
in Reno. I want to touch a newborn
filly after she’s licked clean. I want to hold
the dozen roses my high school crush gave
to my best friend. I want to let a dairy
calf suckle my hand. I want to smell fresh baled
alfalfa in summer sun. And when the man
I want to love takes my hand, I want
to let him hold it then and now and never
care if others see or what they think
we do behind his door.
I want to hear my mother’s hello on the telephone one more time, just five more minutes, please.
I want to write you the storm before the calm.
I want my words to stop scratching at my sternum, but that means I need to write them.
I want the words to come out written
I want to live in a cypress tree, become the wind so I can travel unseen.
I want to dance in the aisles of the grocery store as I put Pop Tarts in the cart because they taste like my childhood.
I want sweet zest of lemon before I get to the bitter rind.
I want to read the patterns of the ocean in my coffee and frolic in the sea foam at high tide.
I want my tears to cleanse this pain so I can be the girl my mother loved.