Embracing the Whomping Willow

 

If many of you didn’t know, I am a very hardcore Harry Potter fan. Like I literally put up the castle picture I took from Universal Studios as my main blog photo, along with the famous and inspiring quote from Albus Dumbledore. I was that 11-year-old who waited for his owl with the letter from Hogwarts, unaware that I was in the wrong country, and disappointed when my letter and my dreams of becoming a wizard didn’t come true.

 

 

However, through all my muggle struggles I have kept the belief that my letter was just simply lost in the mail.

 

Hopefully, it was…

 

Anyways, Harry Potter is my life!!! I’ve read all the books a gazillion times and also sat through movie marathons (which I have weekly it seems). Just so you know, I don’t regret anything. Not even missing birthday parties for Harry Potter premieres.

 

 

Quick facts about my Harry Potter life;

  • Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw (Luna Lovegood is my HERO!!!!)
  • Patronus is a Robin
  • My wand is Larch wood with a Dragon heartstring core 12” and unyielding flexibility.
  • Ilvermorny House: Pukwudgie

 

In the series, there is the famous tree located on Hogwarts. It is known as the Whomping Willow. Now there are three things a muggle, wizard, or witch needs to know when coming in contact with it.

  1. It’s a tree.
  2. Its bark descends from the Willow side of things. (Like the one from Pocahontas.)
  3. It’s beat the crap out of you.

 

 

The most important thing to know about this tree lies in third fact. The tree is magical (which is cool) and has a mind of its own. When someone or something comes near the tree, it basically turns from a majestic and peaceful tree into a psychotic assassin. IT WILL KILL YOU IF IT GETS THE CHANCE. The branches (there are so many) will pick you up and rip you into a million pieces. The humiliation and pain will linger even in the afterlife.

 

 

Why are you telling me about this tree that kill people Kylan?

 

 

One of my awesome friends sent me a message of a funny photo pertaining to the tree:

 

Person 1: Can you imagine not being human and just living out your days as a weeping willow, though? Beautiful? By the water? Unburdened? Ideal life.

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Person 2: I want to be the one from Harry Potter that beats the crap out of everyone and everything.

 

 

 

I literally lost it, having an inner fangirl moment and sent it to all my writing and reading friends!!! I am still laughing about it and saved the pic as my screen saver!!! I have never thought of being a tree, nor being the glorious Whomping Willow tree. I think being a tree that beats the crap out of everyone and everything would be amazing. Because then people would just leave you be.

 

But…

 

(I always have a but figurative and literal) …

 

The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to embrace the spirit of the Whomping Willow. No, DO NOT go beat the crap out of anyone. I am NOT trying to spread violence.

 

I’m SAYING to embrace the confident and courageous Whomping Willow inside us all. Don’t let others bring you down! And never let anyone tell what you can and cannot do. YOU are the only person capable of living an extraordinary life you were meant to live!!

 

And sometimes life will get tough. There will be tests and tribulations that question your faith, trust, and even pixie dust! But the true test is how you react to them. Let your inner willow tree show the world who you truly are.

 

And if you must, embrace the Hogwarts Whomping Willow crazy side. Just make sure there are no witnesses.

 

 

I hope everyone has a wonderful week!!! And let your inner Willow Tree shine!!!

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