“Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited to all we now know and understand, while imagination embraces the entire world, and all there ever will be to know and understand.” – Albert Einstein

 

Yup. It’s been a very long minute since my last entry. Ain’t no shame in the mommihood game. 21 weeks, 15 play dates, 8 planes, 5 cities, three weddings and a funeral later, I’m back.

I’m currently doing a Facebook fast and a detox cleanse of my mind. Sweeping out cobwebs of old decrepit thoughts and beliefs that no longer serve me. But some places in there are quite stained, sticky and stubborn to get out. I may opt for a whole new and beautiful mind.

Imaginings.

Imagination.

Image.

In his own image.

In the image of God he created them.

Some thoughts in this mind can be so ungodly it’s just not right. But then I must remember, it’s perfectly all right. all evolving, changing and growing. I show up each day to do the work I was called to do: be me. And no one else can do it but me.

Just like my two beautiful and fabulous boys. Every day they show up with their “A” game being the best little Amari and Ade they can be. There’s no holding back. Tantrum: full speed ahead. Laughter: no holds barred. Tears: full throttle. Playtime: all. the. time. The beauty of living a very full life.  Everyday I get to witness God in action in the lives of my little ones. So you think it would be easy to derail this old habitual thought train. It’s not easy but on good days, this mind loses itself in full participation of the madness of a 3 year old and 1 year old. How lucky am I.

Lucky to visit the world of Play-Time-All-the-Time, where I witness imagining, pretending, make-believing…such a beautiful place to be. Lucky. Where my own imagination squeaks and creaks from disuse and neglect while pretending to eat ice cream drawn in crayon on a paper plate. Lucky. Where I watch the pure joy of the 3 year old holding a wiggling roach or hear the squeals of the 1 year old running in circles from absolutely no one. I think I can remember once upon a time when I knew the Fun and Ease of Life Lived with an Open Mind and Heart.

And now as a mother, I am honored to have the job of fostering imagination well beyond the toddler years. Allowing them to thrive in creative thinking. Inspired action through believing. Painting their world with their own beautiful imaginings. Yes, I want to guide them. protect them and teach them. But mostly, I want to validate them. I want them to know their worth: who they are, how they see, what they think and when they feel are all necessary, needed and of great value to me and our world.  I want them to imagine themselves, their life and ALL that it can be. Endless Imaginings. Expansive. Infinite Possibilities. Imagine. God’s image.

Have YOU looked in the mirror and seen God lately?

Imagine.