There's Magic in That

I didn't know what I was looking for
when I picked away at my life like a scab...
until I found it.
The magic in it.

The magic in me
that enabled me to give love so freely
even after experiencing
the worst betrayals.
I was looking for the magic
in the people who saved us and raised us,
in the family that chose us.
To know that I was chosen...
the unlovable, broken child was
chosen.

There's magic in that.

To learn that I was wanted,
to have felt safe and secure
in the love of my new parents.

There's magic in that.

There's more than one side of the story...
the dark side, and the bright side.
And my life has encompassed both
in massive ways.
The good news is,
the light is growing.
The light within me is growing,
and the light within my history is growing.
All the darkness felt by the heart of my inner child
is receiving this expanding light.

All the darkness I went through
had me believing that I was one
with the darkness.
But I was the love that shone out.
I was the light that shone out.

There's magic in that.

And to choose to be the light
after being in so many nightmares
takes a lot of courage and strength.
To have been a witness to all the suffering,
all the torture...
to have experienced the hellish place ourselves
and still say to everyone we meet,
"I love you"...

There's magic in that.