I am a daydreamer. I have been accused of living in “La la land” at some points in my life. So, as I was in one of my mind wanderings, I noticed a little child at church who rolled her parent’s church bulletin in a round sort of telescope and she proceeded to look around the room through the looking glass. It made me think about how imagination changes in people as they grow older.
I am always amazed when children can make simple objects into the most obscure telescope or castles. As an adult, I tend to imagine peace in certain situations; conversations that I wish went better or took place at all. Children imagine a world of possibilities, fairy tales, dragons and castles.
So, what if adults had the type of imagination that would allow us to dream of possibilities that seem impossible today? What if we each took 10 minutes a day to imagine? I know John Lennon wrote “Imagine” but I think there might be a chance to change a whole lot more with a little childish imagination :)
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