The other day, Franki was sitting in the back seat of my car
(actually it’s her car as she refers
to it), and she dropped something on the floor.
She asked me to get it and I replied that I couldn’t reach it. Her response to that? “Yes you can mommy…just imagine”. It made me laugh because her response was
so matter-of-fact. She reminded me that
with my imagination, I can. With my
imagination, I can go to places I’ve never been, I can see things I want to
see, I can feel things I want to feel and I can create things I want to create. My imagination is limitless in any direction
I point it. I can have any experience I
want with my imagination…with it, I can experience a place without needing to
be there; I can have the experience of something without needing to have it in
my possession; I can imagine something as I want it to be, imagine preferable
conditions if they’re not quite as I prefer, imagine anything that I prefer
without needing anything to change in my immediate experience. But what has
changed by using my imagination, is how I feel. Imagination is something we’re all born with
and in some scenarios, are trained away from.
My child, by being who she is, is a constant reminder to me that what I
cannot see is real. It’s as real as I can imagine it to be, and
if I can imagine it, it is.
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