Happy Birthday John Lennon! October 9 marks what would have been John Lennon’s 72nd birthday.
I love many songs from The Beatles. I grew up listening to The Beatles and can remember singing “Yellow Submarine” with my sisters, in the car, on the way to the shore. Never would I imagine how much my life would change from those days as a family singing to the The Beatles. But that is a story for another day.
Today’s post is inspired, of course, by John Lennon’s lyrical statement of peace, love and happiness. Such a strong word. Imagine.
I am a dreamer. My mind races constantly – thinking of new things to do, to create, to cook, to write about. I imagine my life years from now; I think about how different it will be from the life I live today. Who will be in my life? Who will be gone from my life? How will I have changed? How will I be the same?
I imagine the lives of my children. How will they grow and evolve? Will the things that I worry about today even matter years from now? Will they think I was a good mom? I imagine, and hope, that the answer to the latter question is a resounding yes … despite my not-so-great moments.
Imagination is such a powerful thing. As parents, we cultivate it in our children; hoping they never lose a single ounce of their creativity, innocence and imagination. But we know that is not the case. As they get older, they will question their imagination and their dreams. They will be told by others that they can’t do something. To give up. They will be told they need to start living life and to stop trying to live the dream.
Imagine if you were told to give up?
If I had listened to those around me I would have never attended college. College wasn’t a word regularly spoken in my household. But I imagined a different life for myself and I applied to the schools, on my own, navigating entrance exams and essays blindly. I then went on to imagine myself obtaining a post-graduate degree and achieved that dream while working full-time, and in my final semester, caring for a newborn while writing my thesis.
Even now I find myself imagining. As I nurture this blog and write this post, I imagine what will become of GGG. I imagine it leading me to the type of work I have always wanted to do – even if I haven’t quite figured it all out yet.
I believe in the power of imagination and think people tend to lose faith in imagination as they get older. They begin to listen to that little voice in their head, or maybe those around them, telling to them stop dreaming. Many times, our dreams take a back to seat to the dreams of others. We stop focusing on our own dreams to help our child become a musician or sports star, or, to support a spouse start a new business or career. We all have the power inside to create something new and different . Today, take back your dreams and desires and imagine what you want for the future.
I imagine being happily married to my husband when we are old and gray.
I imagine my children living happy, healthy, successful lives doing the type of work they want to do, not the type of work they feel they have to do.
I imagine a successful career doing work that fulfills me and leaves me satisfied.
I imagine myself writing and one day publishing a book.
I imagine myself cooking and creating recipes that others enjoy
I imagine traveling the world.
I imagine not feeling afraid to do anything.
I imagine living a life completely fulfilled.
I imagine a life filled with love.
What do you imagine? Share with me. Put it out there. Don’t be afraid.