Perhaps some folk take exception to my occasional use of the word ‘magic’ to describe the otherworldliness of a space where miracles are not only possible, but our birthright, where we are deeply in touch with the Earth, with the Universe, with the animal kingdom and with each other. I haven’t found a better word yet that summons up something beyond our understanding.
And of course, this is the key to the appeal of stories like the Harry Potter series: a sense that, somehow, if we could find our way to it, we are, truly, magical. That unique and mysterious abilities are possible for each and every one of us. That, rather than being at the beck and call of the physical world, that we can in some way transcend it. That we are, at our hearts, truly connected to each other in intuitive and supernatural ways. that we have powers beyond our grasp, and all we need to do is to reach out and take hold of them.
I’m pretty certain that it’s true.