Hi Georgia
We, all of us, are born magick. In the Muggle would,
it’s called imagination. Kids play pretend all the time
and for some it’s real.
The clothes, people, and era’s are real, can be seen in
the minds of children. The weapons (enchanted swords
or Wands…bazookzas? Sigh, a sign of the times.
What wonders we imagined, Characters,
dragons, magickal horses. (The Greeks had marvolous
:monsters to play with! )
… 
flying carpets, Genie’s in bottles, flying brooms.
You imagine you’re the heroine or hero saving people
from grave danger.
Don’t fear, simple citizens, you are saved!
That’s right, bad guys, beware, the mistress of magick
is here. heh, heh, heh.

Then it stopped.

What happend? Why did it stop?
Adults start training us while we are infants. But to
give them credit, they, too were systematically trained to
be “good citizens” by their parents, and their parents, before
them, etc.
The church had a hand in it too and don’t forget the
educational systems. And so our magick starts to
compress. Molded smaller and smaller, until we turn
into (eww) 'Muggles."
When?
I can’t say, but if you go back 10,000 years, you’ll
probably observe grown ups trying to mold their
'children Why? Safety initially, teaching what plants
were poisen and which were helpful. To learn about
animals. "Watch out for that hippo! 
Is it lost forever?
My personal belief is that no, Magick, like the spark
of life is forever. Keep learning. Keep an open
mind. Maybe you can coax it into a flame again
My Magick was suppressed for decades, but the spark
remained. Just a tiny ember that needed air to
breath.
I imagine wondrous things when I meditate.
Blessed Be
Garnet