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Words Are Our Most Inexhaustible Source of Magic

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Last week, I posted a blog about my struggle with anxiety. I wrote it in an effort to put my feelings into words, but I’m not entirely sure why I felt compelled to share it.

Reasoning aside, I didn’t expect the response I’ve gotten so far. The comments and messages of support and well wishes are great; I appreciate all of the love from all of you. But what has hit me the most has been the comments and private messages—some from people I haven’t seen or talked to in years. Messages thanking me for sharing my experience. For helping them understand something they couldn’t quite describe. For helping them feel a little more “normal.”

Last year, I got my first tattoo. It’s a quote in a pretty script font on my forearm. But it’s not just any quote; it’s my favorite eight sequential words. In the last Harry Potter movie, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2, there’s a scene where Harry is talking to Dumbledore in some sort of in-between realm. In this scene, Dumbledore tells Harry, “Words, in my not-so-humble opinion, are our most inexhaustible source of magic—capable of both inflicting injury and remedying it.”

While my tattoo is a shortened version of the quote (“words are our most inexhaustible source of magic”), the sentiment is still the same. Words are magic. Even in a world without wizards and magic wands, words are more powerful than any of us realize.

This quote, my tattoo, the response to my blog post—these all remind me why I write. Words are powerful. Especially when written down (or otherwise transcribed) and shared with others.

I have plans to finish a couple of manuscripts and get them published. In the meantime, I guess I’m just trying to get my words out there in the world. I’m never going to stop writing and sharing my words because words are magic.

I’m going to keep writing to organize my thoughts. To make an effort to understand events and people around me. To express my feelings. To understand what my feelings even are. To remember. To move on. To explain. To entertain. To persuade. To help bring light to negativity. To simplify. To fill a void. To create something good. To escape reality.

Because writing just makes sense.

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