Imagine

Imagine that in life there was this amazing repository where we could store the best days of our lives.  A sort of bank of those outstanding days where the world is right.  It was only open one day a year for you to deposit your days, and you could only access what you’d stored on that same day.  What would you put in there?

I think about things like this all the time.  How incredible it would be to have a few of those days back, safely stored in all their dimensions.  To relive as they occurred:  in my youth and in my middle age and in my future when I am aged.  A fantastic escape to what was, a reinforcement of all my life and experience.

Memory provides the shadows, this would give all the colours.  Imagine that all those days are stored in space and time. Imagine.  Love is never lost and youth is never gone. Joy surrounds us and serenity is within our grasp. Imagine.

Our imagination and our memories are gifts, for most of us anyway. Sometimes it’s good to relax and let go and just let your mind wander. That’s what I’m doing tonight – remembering and imagining.