Growing up, one of my favorite places was the library. I have lots of very fond memories of time spent there. They had a great kids room, but I was always more attracted to the history and culture books in the adult section even if I didn’t always understand them. I remember signing up to borrow Philip Pullman’s The Amber Spyglass as it was about to be released and excitedly going with my mom to pick it up. Every aspect of the library fascinated me, especially because it’s located between a beautiful field scattered with Spanish Moss covered trees, an art center, and one of the oldest houses in Pasco County. As a child, every bit of it was magical and within walking distance of my house. Growing up in a town that only seemed to grow concrete, it was a happy place. I love being able to bring Odin to my childhood places and when we’re bored at home this one is particularly convenient.
I am a seeker of magic. I like to try and find magic in some of the most mundane, the challenge is pretty exciting. It’s so simple to find myself caught up in the every day and the chores of adulthood, but being as adamant as I am about never becoming a true adult I try hard to keep my inner child. Light is one of the first things to catch my eye, moon glow and colorful sunsets being some of my favorites. I can almost always guarantee that I will smile or sigh in awe if I focus just right. I hope that I always find magic in those things, because they are simple and are almost always sure to appear every day. They are a constant in life, and knowing that such consistent magic exists helps me to see magic in other things. The markings of tree bark on old trees, a bed of clovers, the seasonal changes of my environment, tiny found treasures, hanging moss, and the nooks found in the forest. It’s easy to imagine openings in a tree being home to some sort of fairy or gnome when I train my mind to see it. It’s easy to create stories to interest a wild toddler when I see that magic because he sees it too and he doesn’t need to try half as hard as I do! Collecting tiny acorns is one of our favorite things to do, we have a treasure box at home filled with a variety from each of the places we’ve traveled. Seeing Odin light up and squeal with excitement at these little treasures is magical and fills me with so much happiness! For many years that magic wasn’t there, or perhaps it was but a little less obvious. I would notice the acorns in my path, they would catch my attention enough for me to notice them but nothing more than that. Finding a lonely acorn or even an abundance is exciting now and becoming a mother helped me to regain that part of myself. Seeing the world from a child’s perspective, really seeing it, and conversing with them about it reinvigorates that love of life. I see so many parents nod in agreement when their child is excited, but do nothing more. I do it too at times, but regret it soon after- not taking a moment to see the wonder that Odin sees in something I take for granted.
Many people talk to me about how my life seems so whimsical and how they wish their lives were the same, but my life is just as ordinary as the next person’s! I’ve just decided to seek out the whimsy and focus on it, and I think that is possible for any human being. Some days it is so much harder than others, some weeks it’s near impossible, but starting with something small helps the snowball effect and allows your mind to see it in everything. Stare at the stars, really stare at them, with your entire being. It may take a few minutes or even an hour or more, but taking that time to relax your body and focus your mind on the vastness of the universe is the most perfect place to start. I can’t wait to start making children’s books to help bring about the magic in things some see as typical (I know I keep saying that, but it will happen- it’s destined to!). Finding whimsy and turning your everyday errands into fairytale adventures makes for a very happy life, at least it does for me.