Dat breezy European charm. The gentlest of music played on the sweetest of instruments. Utterly lovely and affirmative and a picture perfect joy to behold. The Myazaki film closest to my heart. I rather wish I had seen this one as a little 'un, but am thankful I had Oliver Postgate with Noggin and The Clangers, which occupied a similar place. A deeply generous film.
A curious film because Kiki is no savant, no prodigy - her skill is not refined, nor requires perfecting before the film's end. She may not even be average - there are hints she's a subpar witch, but with a warmth of heart transcending her station in life. So the focus becomes maximizing your sometimes limited potential, not reaching for the stars, or maybe landing on the moon. For some, Earth is a fine place to be.