First off, I want to thank you so much for your prayers on my behalf. Next week I'll be having a laparoscopy, followed a week later by a major operation. Your prayers have brought me this far and I know they will see me through. I never take them for granted. Thank you!!
Secondly, this picture is our granddaughter. She has a vivid imagination. Like her Nanny (me), she sometimes slips into an imaginary world (hmm, that sounds scary, doesn't it?), also like her Nanny. Our imaginations can take us to castles filled with antiquities and handsome princes. It can take us on morning walks through fields of wildflowers or bustling city streets where bakeries fill the air with the smell of baking bread. It can also take us to scary places (enter Colleen) where murders happen and killers hide.
Imaginations are a good thing. Of course, we can't live in an imaginary world all the time. That would be weird. Though if you're a writer, you can get by with it--most of the time. :-)
You know how when you're going through a medical procedure they'll say things like, "Think of a place where you'd like to be right now. The ocean breeze tickles your skin. The smell of salt and sand stirs the air"? See, even the medical profession sees the value of a good imagination.
So let's play. If you could, for a moment, imagine a place where you would love to go right this minute. Tell me where would it take you? You don't have to be eloquent. Just imagine a place. Maybe you're overlooking something that's happening or you're in the middle of a family feud. Maybe your place has conflict or maybe it's relaxing. A funny moment? A tender moment? A frightening moment? Whatever, it's just fun to pretend, if only for a moment. Be a kid again!
With my morning coffee nearby, a light blanket to cast off the chill of the air conditioning, the cat beside me and our dog at my feet, I imagine a place where green grasses cover rolling hills, ivy grows on thatch-roofed cottages and cobbled streets lead to cozy shops filled with people milling around.