Magic dream

We attended a seminar at a sports stadium of sorts, with different buildings for training inside. At the beginning we were there to watch sports, but it changed into being a self-help seminar where you could learn magic. I didn't really believe it but I was there anyway with my wife, my brother and my sister-in-law and their son. At this seminar there were other people, and one of them was a woman, I despised, and we kept getting into conflicts for some reason. I overheard my sister-in-law telling my brother that their son was afraid of this woman. We ended up in a massive discussion where I stepped closer to her threateningly, but suddenly my gaze was held by an elderly woman in the crowd surrounding us, and without touching me, I was pushed back, like a firm hand pressed against my collar bone, and I realized that she was able to perform magic. She pulled me aside and explained to me, that she was the real manager of the seminar while the people, who had taught us up until then, were just a facade, for her to mingle with the participants of the seminar to see who had potential, and she had spotted me already. She told me to stretch my arms and face her with my palms outwards and just "imagine what I want to do to her" and feel it, and then it would happen. And although I did imagine pushing her or somehow manipulating her energy, nothing really happened, but she was in awe and called for some of the other participants to step in front of me and have me try the same thing to them, and they were also overwhelmed by my strength. Then it hit me: the magic that we can learn in this world isn't sparks flying from the hands or fireballs, but how we make people feel when we make something and they react. Their reaction to art like painting, movies, stories in books or music, is their reaction to the magic we create.

And then I woke up.