What if you are Harry Potter?
The version stuffed in a closet under the stairs
What if the version of you sitting at your job right now is the version of you stuffed into a closet under Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon’s stairs?
What if the boss, or friend, or partner giving you a hard time is the familiar thump on the back of the head from Dudley each day?
What if you’re talking to snakes and making modern miracles happen in little ways without noticing it?
What if that blemish or ugly scar on you plays a bigger part in telling the world who you are?
What will your letter to Hogwarts look like when it arrives?
How will your life unfold once you realize and believe you’re an integral player in a world, maybe you didn’t know existed before?