Once upon a time, in a Magic Kingdom, a virgin of light appeared.  As she stood outside the door she felt the strength of the Kingdom, the Walls of Time – Past, Present and Future, encouraging her to enter its door.

As she entered the Kingdom she could feel the Magic all around her, touching her, extending a loving hand, and with this touch, her light grew stronger and brighter and Celestial Glory was born.

As the Magic and Glory traveled through the Kingdom, everyone they encountered could feel the warm, beautiful, magical light surrounding them.  This magical glow of light extended from within their hearts and touched the hearts of many.  The Kingdom was full of love and happiness.  The sun rose each day with such love and warmth, only to be replaced at the end of the day with a blanket of stars assuring the magic and glory of happiness.

Magic’s love for Glory was so strong.  His dreams became hers.  Glory wanted to believe that deep, deep within her heart nothing could destroy this love, not even the Walls of Time.  For now within this glorious moment the Walls of Time were built with the present and the future and the strength of Magic to keep them intact.  The Wall was so strong and surrounded Glory with security and love she so needed to keep glowing.  Glory believed as long as she was by Magic’s side and felt his loving arms around her she was safe.

It wasn’t very long into their journey that Magic had to leave Glory’s side.  And as he said “goodbye” Glory heard in the distance the Walls of Time falling.  She tried so hard to ignore it, even with Magic’s encouraging words, but its ugly face of the past appeared and without the Magic there to hold her and keep her safe the brilliant light in the Kingdom begin to fade.

The Walls of Time tumbling all around her, frightened and so confused Glory did the only thing she knew to do to survive is to run and keep running.  The Magic chased the Glory, preying with all his strength of love to reach her, to wrap his arms around her and once again surround her with the loving warmth she so badly needs.

Once again, Glory has found that safe place that she goes to when she is afraid.  Once again her light is only a glimmer, not seen by others, but known by the Magic.

The Magic too has faded from the Kingdom.  The Magic’s strength alone is not enough to keep the Walls of Time in tacked.  And – everyone that the Magic and Glory touched with their warm glowing light of magic has also lost faith.  Every so often a Child so pure and with so much unconditional love in her heart reaches Glory’s light and ask her where the Magic is.  Begging her not to let the Magic disappear, because this child, you see, is a flickering star within – so pure, so virgin and so wanting to believe in the Magic that she knows deep, deep, deep within her very soul that the powers of the Magic will endure and overcome and Glory’s light will shine again, even brighter as the Walls of Time endure, because without Magic and Glory there is no Kingdom.

I love you Magic and I will always be your Celestial Glory,

Deborah Tornillo

Author, 36 Days Apart