Imagination is Life

By Brynne Betz

She imagined.
She imagined one morning without saying a word
A life she wanted.
A life she only dreamt of before
And without fanfare or even a snap of fingers,
It all fell into place.

She imagined.
As she woke, the sun rushed to greet her, tickling her cheeks with warmth
As she bathed, the water could hardly wait to kiss her skin, to lick her clean.
As she put on her make-up and brushed her hair, she treated her body with love and care.
And she smiled.
At the love.
How had she had forgotten?

She imagined.
As she ate breakfast, her food did everything it could to nourish her beautiful body.
As she said goodbye to her family, she looked into their eyes and they into hers and she recognized the pure love that they all were.
As she drove to work, the trees and flowers waved good morning, and when she rolled down her windows even the birds said hello.
And she smiled
Knowing the world was a good and kind place.
How had she had forgotten?

She imagined.
As she walked into work, everyone was happy to see her and she, too, was happy to see each of them.
As she listened to her boss raise his voice, she saw him as the little boy that he really was, just trying to be heard, to be taken seriously, to be loved.
As she heard people talking in the hallway about the news–the atrocities of war and the pains and ills of so many–she visualized health, healing, and the uglies replaced with beauty.
And suddenly that’s all there was,
Beauty.
Everywhere.
How had she forgotten?
To imagine what she wanted, into being.

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Imagination is always there. And the door to the literal world of our dreams is always open. Why then, do we choose to ignore it? Why do we choose a path without the kindness and the sparkling perspectives of our imagination? Who taught us that a realist brain, a realist world was preferential or even more more respectable than an imaginative one? There is a time and a place for both, but without imagination there would be none of the magic in life that we have today. Without the dreamers, without imagination, our spirt dies. Why then, did we send that gift we once held in our hands (and still hold in our hearts) away?

Did you forget? Did you forget how you felt on Christmas morning when you still believed in Santa Claus? Can you remember that joy, that excitement, that faith in the magic of life? It’s still there. It’s waiting to be plucked, invited back into your life like an old and dear friend.

So how? How do you open back up to a world filled with imagine, a life made of dreams and not stark blacks and whites?

You imagine.
Imagine one morning without saying a word
A life you want.
A life you only dreamt of before
And without fanfare or even a snap of fingers,
Imagine it all falling into place.

Because it can. Imagine it enough … and it will.

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Brynne Betz

Brynne Betz

Brynne Betz is a lover of the sea, of soft eyes, gentle hearts and the wonder in life that escapes even the best of us. She is trained as a transpersonal psychologist and would love to hear from you. Please visit her website at www.brynnebetz.com or send her an email at [email protected]

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