In the previous edition of this Special Series I talked about Learning to Dream. As we get older and progress from our infancy and grow into children, those dreams learn to creep into our lives. The explode into color, and action.
From the innocence of learning about the world around us, the desire to grow and learn so has our ability to dream working overtime. Then we learn the next huge milestone we as humans need to survive. Imagination. We begin to imagine our lives and pretend we are in different worlds, or our favorite Super Hero.
Children today I think have less of that imagination than I did. I loved to “play horse” by riding on a adults back, or run through the house in my cape with the SHHHH sound of the pretend wind as I flew over the weak and desperate citizens who needed my guidance to save them. I had fun with and appliance box, and loved what I got, and not what I wanted.
That however was a different time. I didn’t worry about money, or Webkinz, or beg for a Playstation3. My parents had the money to feed me, to cloth me, and provide me the occasional surprise gift.
The greatest gift I had was my imagination. In that we began to imagine our lives, paint our picture, even if only in crayon of what our future entailed. It was real. And that imagination gave us growth, and even more desire.
Stop for a minute, close your eyes. Think back to those days. Can you remember that feeling? Go ahead, imagine…….
Now that you have opened your eyes, do you feel a little younger? Do you feel a little sad? Like you miss those days?
Those day of innocence, are the foundation of our success. We are limited only by the bounds of our imagination. Now think about the children in you life. Do they have it all or are they missing some of what we may have had. Think about it before our next segment, “Practical Dreams Aren’t”.
~Another Day
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on Jun 20th, 2008 at 12:07 pm
My grandchildren seem to have as much and even more imagination than I did. My grandson Alex when he was a bit younger turned our couch into a boat and pillows on the floor were sharks. He saved my wife over and over.
on Jun 20th, 2008 at 2:46 pm
Mine 9 year old still has an active imagination. But he also has the game and stuff mentality. It just seems to go away much earlier that it used to.