It was only a few years ago that I read the quote about worry BEing the misuse of imagination. I am NOT sure who to attribute it to. [easy enough, it’s Dan Zadra]
For me it appeared as a sort of cryptic message.
I knew I was a worrier, but I didn’t know that my defaulting to worry could BE remedied by building its strength to DO other things.
Rather than worrying HOW or WHAT I’ll DO, Now I imagine, envision, and dream up scenarios that make my heart sing and my feet BEgin to tap.
Now I embrace the imaginative energy that I have available to put toward those things that give me HOPE.
It’s NOT as easy as it sounds…
Most people seem to think the way to solve a problem is to think it through. Well, most of the people I know or converse with anyway.
How odd it feels to imagine rather than worry.
Like pretending I don’t know something I DO know. Like BElieving in the Tooth Fairy.
In a way, I think of prayer as a means of building imagination.
Especially prayer that surrenders, that deeply and completely entrusts the whatever-I’m-praying-about to what or whom I pray.
MayBE that seems weird, but imagining hopefully works for me.
Really, really well.
I love you, Currie