I have been thinking of something my friend Madelon Bolling once shared with me, I think way back in my dissertation days at the UW:
“Try to spend a little time every day imagining the unimaginable.”
I want to imagine taking a trip to the British Isles (including Ireland, where my friend Cherie Langlois snapped this photo)…I want to imagine going there with my husband and having a lovely time.
I want to imagine being fully mobile again! (Stupid ankle!)
I want to imagine finishing this damned novel and starting on the next big thing.
I want to imagine being the full-time writer I’ve dreamed of being almost my entire life.
I want to imagine owning a horse.
I want to stop wanting to imagine and actually imagine. This, in itself, will be a leap. (I’m so glad I noticed it.)
What do you imagine?