If you’ve ever had the joy of having your very own imaginary friend when you were young, then you are most probably smiling reminiscing the countless conversations you had with them.
The cities and inventions you created while your parents and older siblings gave you side-glances as they watched scared for your mental health. If you didn’t have the pleasure of an imaginary friend when you were younger, or at least spoke to your toys every once a while, as your teddy bear army protected you at night from the city of evil things that lay under your bed… well then I hope you went crazy, drawing lines along the walls at home with your favourite crayon colour as your parents screamed at the “mess” you created.
Unfortunately, we get to an age, or rather a moment, where we lose these sudden bursts of excitement.
Instead you get to a place in your life where every idea is created with the incentive of money or self-recognition, to pay the bills, to protect and provide, or to swim in notes of freshly printed money. This is where most of humanity gets it wrong and let me explain myself. It is not wrong to want to protect and provide, and swim in a pool of your own millions, I say each to their own. What I say is wrong however is the belief system that a vivid imagination is “unrealistic”, “silly” and “a waste of time”.
I do this with confidence because I know that the little city of ideas (like that very idea Edison had with glass bulbs filled with light), is as real as the keyboard I type on. You just can’t see it yet, and I’m ok with that, I’m pretty patient when it comes to people.
Imagination is the first important stepping-stone towards positive thinking and personal growth; it separates man from beast, and is the differences we find in people. Being imaginative is most probably one of the smartest moves you could ever make in your life.
There is nothing silly and unrealistic in wanting to create your city of thoughts. Nothing at all.
People do it everyday, so why aren’t you?
“I saw the angel in marble and carved until I set him free” – Michelangelo
With love and a cup full of Crayola imagination,