Remember when you could envision an entire world all in your mind?
Sadly, most of us can’t remember that far back.
Regardless, we were once all masters of our own private universe. The glimmer of a sunbeam shining down through the trees was enough to spark an entire world full of magical forest creatures, all able to defy the laws of time and space, and this existed all in our minds.
And, wouldn’t you agree that childhood truly is a magical time in its own right?
It’s a time of learning the world and of realizing (becoming) the truest and most pure version of ourselves.
It’s a time that seems to take forever as we all yearn to become adults, to drive a car, to have that first kiss, to get married and have children of our own that we would never spank — never ever.
But, once childhood comes to a close, time moves a little faster, and it moves faster still as we age.
We forget things — those special moments where we became who we now are.
The thing is, we all forgot something special back there in that sacred round. And it’s the something that fuels the heart and fills the soul.
So, do you want to get it back?
“I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.”
― Albert Einstein
It all comes down to basic logic. We were all born through and from the act of creation.
Creation is an inherent trait of all sentient life.
We are all creative beings.
Human children are quite possibly the most creative living things on this planet, and this natural creativity is a driving force for understanding ourselves and our place in the world. And if you have children of your own, or care for children, you know exactly what I’m talking about.
Of all I know of life, I believe one thing to be true.
Creation drives us forward.
This is what is responsible for all achievement, all technology and all we know of our universe. All limits and benchmarks our species has surpassed have come by the meeting of creative minds.
And you are no different.
You’ve just lost that spark.
What Have You Lost?
Being an artist I’ve always thought I had a pretty well-developed imagination, even as an adult.
Boy was I wrong.
I’ve always been able to envision worlds, create stories and translate these new worlds onto the page either by visual art or written expression. And for the most part I think I’ve done a pretty good job at it.
But what I’ve lost of my imagination is astounding to me. The funny part is I never knew it was gone.
You see, we never really know when we lose something. Whether this be an actual thing, a thought, a person or especially a part of ourselves, once this thing is gone, we only notice it when we realize it’s no longer there.
This happens to me, to you and to everyone.
And, some people don’t ever notice.
It’s only now that I see my 3 year old son playing with air that I truly understand the magnitude of power our imagination holds. It’s when he asks me if I see the dinosaur in our tree that I realize how unfathomable his world truly is.
But this world was once completely knowable to all of us.
“Everything you can imagine is real.”
― Pablo Picasso
Imagination is Life
Imagination is the power of creation fluent in all human thought and language. Its expression is limitless and its boundaries are nowhere.
Imagination is the universe within the atom. It is the foundational construct of all things, and it is the place where all things exist — before ever existing.
I’ve often heard it said that when you look at the stars, you can think of the universe as the mind of God, and even so, this is only a fraction of God’s awesome power. True or not, this infinite space is much like our own mind.
As I watch my son going from one magical thought to the next, I’m reminded of this limitlessness. And, I’m reminded of how we’ve all forgotten so much.
But I also become aware of one thing…
We all still have this power within us.
It’s Time to Play
It’s as simple as digging in the sand, painting or writing down a thought that only makes sense to you. It’s as freeing as playing a simple game. But above all, creating is about letting go of who we perceive ourselves to be.
It’s about letting go of our worldly lives, if only for a moment.
You see, a child holds no scrutiny over his reflection. He doesn’t weigh his life against another. He doesn’t see imperfection. He doesn’t see a mortgage payment due in seven days and if he did, he wouldn’t care.
A child only sees the truth. He sees life. He sees only love and possibility, and these attributes are what imagination truly is — limitless in scope and without boundary in landscape.
So I invite you to kick off your shoes. Play freely in the mud and sand. Let go of yourself and find out who you really are — and what you’re made of. Get dirty and laugh while you do it, for God’s sake.
Create something and allow it to exist without any rules.
Just like a child would.
Nurture your inner child and you will find what you’ve lost. Then maybe, you can help someone else find it, too.
This is happiness in motion.