Flash Fiction: The Magic of a Snow Globe

The snow globe holds magic and mystery from realms beyond our own. All my life I have dreamed about visiting England and standing in the middle of Stonehenge. For me, Stonehenge has always been a magical place,  one of healing and understanding of nature. This snow globe was a gift from a mystic friend, who knew my dreams and wished for me to make them come true.  Just one shake of the snow globe and off I go to the magical place of Stonehenge, even if it is only just a dream.

There is amazing magic as I stand in the great circle of stones.  I can feel the energy.  It fills me and heals me. It shows me dreams that have not yet come true.  It holds gateways to other dimensions where Merlin realms to share his wisdom and knowledge with me. Pleases that only my heart can see. All I need to do to go back to this magical place is to shake the snow globe.

 

Thanks for reading,

Much Love and light,

Brenda Marie


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5 thoughts on “Flash Fiction: The Magic of a Snow Globe

  1. I love it, Brenda!! So magical. I could feel the magic of it. And now it makes me want to write about my snow globe. 🙂