One thing that I have always found fascinating about children is their ability to imagine and create.

Children are full of ideas.  Because of their inexperience with the world, they have a different understanding of it.  They have no boundaries.  Their world has no boundaries.  Why?  Because the boundaries haven’t been established yet.  They have not yet been told about the way things are, or they don’t have a clear understanding of it yet.  Their creativity is always encouraged.  It is never “you can’t”, but “you can”.  And it is because of this that their imagination is able to thrive.  With them being in a perpetual state of learning, it makes it very easy for them to think of new ideas.  To them, everything is new.  Everything is not understood yet.

When I was a child, I was a fountain of ideas. I had a big imagination and always played games with my brother.  Chances are this may have applied to you, too when you were young.  We all have experienced their early stage of our life where ideas were plenty.

I do applaud children for being full of ideas.  Children go through ideation on a regular basis.  The separating factor here is the ideas themselves.  While children do have a lot of ideas, not all of them have realistic boundaries.  The idea is there, but more likely than not, most of these ideas will not be executed.

Say little Susie pretends she’s an astronaut and has gone to the moon.  Will Susie be able to execute this idea when she is older?  Chances are she may have different goals.  She may decide to become an astronaut in the future, if this is a goal that she wants to hold on to.

So, where am I going here?  I just want to make my point clear.  Children are good at generating ideas and we can really learn from them.  Based on their understanding of the world and their maturity, they may not hold onto most of these ideas.  This makes them good at ideation but poor at executing (since they don’t have a clear understanding of how this is done yet).  All of us have been there, and we have all experienced reality.

Regardless of this, we can take it back.  If we want to be idea machines, we have to be free thinkers.  Children are free thinkers.  A lot of them are encouraged and have not yet been told how to think.  If we move the boundaries, and allow the same wonder and curiosity to enter our lives, we are well on the way to generating fresh new ideas. Ones that are outside the box and ones that can really enrich our lives.

 

Muse:  I can’t find my daddy.  Are you my daddy?

Is that you?  You’re so young!  How old are you?

Muse:  I am eight years old.  Are you my daddy?

No.  I’m not.  What does your daddy look like?

Muse:  I don’t know.  I can’t find him and I can’t remember.

You don’t remember?  How can you not remember what your daddy looks like?

Muse:  Um…I tried.  I…I don’t know what my daddy looks like!

Have you seen your daddy today?

Muse:  No.  When I woke up, I was in a room that looked like my mommy’s room.  I can’t find my mommy either.

Well, let’s look for your mommy and daddy, okay?  Up you go!

Muse:  Okay!  Tee hee…

*lifts up Muse, which tightly hugs my neck*

You’re pretty small for your age.  You know that?

Muse:  I am?

You are.  Other eight-year olds would be taller than you.

*teleports to Realm of Imagination with Muse*

Let’s see if we can find your mommy and daddy here.

Remedy:  Is that you?  You’ve shrunk so much since I last saw you!

Muse:  Daddy?  Daddy!  It’s daddy!  I know it’s him!

Remedy:  Come over here, dear… *whispers*  I know that her younger form is only temporary so I’m playing along today.  I really am her father, you know…

*Muse runs over to Remedy, and gives him a big hug*

Muse:  Where’s mommy?  I wanna see her too!

Nurture:  Mommy’s here.  Come over here, sweetie…

Muse:  Mommy! You’re here too!

*Muse leaves Remedy and hugs Nurture*

Muse:  Where were you, mommy?  I asked daddy but he didn’t tell me…

Remedy:  My darling, you didn’t tell me.  I think that you were about to…

Muse;  Yeah!  So where were you, mommy and daddy?

Remedy:  We were looking for you, my dear!  We were just about to check on you, when you turned up missing…

Muse:  Where’s my room?  When I woke up, I was in mommy’s room…

(Time to give her a room.  One Privilege, ENGAGE!)

*whispers* I made a new room in her house.  It should be the same room that she remembered when she was eight years old.

Remedy: *whispers* Thanks Kyle! Let’s go home, my dear!

Nuture:  And mommy will make your dinner.  It’s your favorite, honey.  You will like it…

Muse:  Yay!  I love favorites!  Tee hee…

*Muse holds hands with Remedy and Nuture and all of them disappear in a beam of light*

That was interesting.  With my Muse being younger today, she needed family to step in.  She should be her normal age tomorrow.

With the present situation, I have earned my weekend.  Like yesterday, I will continue consuming books.  I will let you know how that turns out.

Today’s high is going to be 85 degrees and the silver lining is having the rest of the weekend off.

To those of you who are enjoying this weekend, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

Muse:  My room!  There it is!  I’m going to hug bearie.  I love bearie!  Tee hee…