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The Power of Imagination

Updated: Sep 17, 2020

I challenge you to imagine the following: the outermost edges of our planet earth.

Close your eyes, tap into your imagination, and force the visual into your inner sight. You would fail to even comprehend the possibility of that impossibility. And why would that be so? Because a physical length of the ends of the earth does not exist. Or for the matter, the physical, tangible borders that define the political boundaries of nations, or the exact spatial threshold between the living room and the kitchen of your home. Even as your olfactory senses determine your presence as being in the kitchen, your mind cannot whip your imagination to specify the invisible borders between the different rooms of your household.

Your imagination has not failed you, nor has your mind failed your imagination. Because you, as the most powerful creator of your thoughts, can only think of anything that exists in the universe. If you cannot think it, it simply does not exist in the universe. Any material thing that you hold in your hand once took form as an idea in someone’s imagination. And the thing could be realized with your senses because this someone’s imagination took over the reins, scaled it down to something doable, and processed it to benefit human beings at large.

Is imagination powerful? Absolutely! According to Abraham-Hicks, the best teachers on the planet today, if you can imagine a thing with absolute focus, you bring the thing into reality with you doing nothing other than simply daydreaming. This is not to debunk efforts that make you cleave the way for your ideas to gain a foothold into absolute reality. Only, you would enjoy every bit of the journey, the process, by working cheerfully and joyfully to make your inspiration a reality if you daydreamed your goals with unwavering focus.

Our mind is a hothead of chaos, and creativity. It will give you everything, except peace. It cannot give you peace because that’s not its nature. It is not the nature of mind to give the body peace. In reality, your mind is a tool. What do tools do? It serves ends through specific means. Unless you use it for something else not intended for its specific purpose. You then behold a warped end. Your unconscious mind is a time bomb that you feed unconsciously with thoughts [again, unconscious], until it explodes! Conversely, it also holds unimaginable power bristling with empowering creativity at your disposal.

But it would serve one well to remember this: the mind lives in a world of its own. Its world is full of stuff that would scare the daylights out of its creator were he/she to look at it consciously. Yes, I said it right! You fill your mind with all sorts of things that you somehow summon unconsciously. Ok, let’s get down to the brass tacks. How many times have you heard some ignorant and disillusioned Samaritan tell you about meditation, or worse, of vaguely remembering reading about the merits of meditation in an article? If the prose or the Samaritan did get to your inspired self, you may have then tried to meditate, and in the process realized with resignation that something this simple never felt so hard. Yes? Oh brother, have I not?

Why does something as simple as sitting motionless and thinking of nothing become so hard?

That’s because the human race is basically action oriented. We abhor the state of inactivity. Because, to each one of us, inactivity feels like sliding into oblivion. Even a beggar on the sidewalk will hesitate to lay his arm down for even a moment to deprive himself of the alms for the day. The beggar may seem to have given up on gainfully feeding his own self, but has he really? Look at it this way: we constantly live in a state of doing because stasis frightens us. And it should, because a motionless body is a dead body. Yet, look at the dichotomy here: a motionless mind is at peace with itself; a disturbed, seething mind is not.

The Conversations with God books by Neale Donald Walsch have changed the way my mind now looks at alternate perceptions. Let me clarify. By alternate perception, I mean, my way of looking at Omniscience, and the whole of the kit and caboodle of everything that came off of it. There are a billion personifications of the personal God out there, and to each personification, I offer every iota of sacrosanct obeisance. However, to my innermost mind, my most basic perception of the Infinite Creator rests upon the altar of my own Self, the most primitive idea I can hold about infinite creativity. To loosely paraphrase Swami Vivekananda here: ‘The self is all there is’. There is unbelievable, and awesome, power in the sentence.

If the Self is all there is, then all power rests with the self. If the Self is all-powerful, then does not the unconscious part of the human self also contain within it the immense potential for destruction? Take a chronological walk down history and you have documented examples that will substantiate my statement. Everything starts with the thought in your mind. You then take imagination and you begin to whittle the thought to intent. Intent spurs action, and action gives you the result. It also gives you the desire. But it took imagination first to take you to the desiring part. Let me say this with confidence: imagination is what makes your world go around.


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