I am a day dreamer. My whole life I have been able to just imagine myself into another time and space. I remember being in a hot stuffy elementary school in a boring class and would travel with the birds all the time. I would glance out the classroom window at a cardinal or robin, then imagine I could see through their eyes and fly high above the school and out past the playbround and fields and woods to go exploring. Then, I would come back to life in the classroom now and then to check in to see if there was anything interesting going on.
This sense of imagination and being able to go anywhere with my mind came in handy I fifth grade when we were studying the American Western frontier and what life may have been like for early settlers in places like Arizona, Utah, or Nevada. We were tasked to make dioramas of some scene. I didn’t need to read books in the library or pull one of the heavy red and blue Encyclopedias from a library shelf to study the frontier. I knew that was the assignment so we could become acquainted with reading and doing research.
I remember how easy it was for me to simply close my eyes and imagine I was someplace, say in the mid 1800’s, in a dusty, smelly settlement. I could smell the dust and feel the grit on my skin, which was dry and burned wherever it was exposed to the sun. For my diorama I imagined I was a young boy, traveling with my family in a covered wagon with all our belongings. I could hear the squeak of the wagon, could smell the horses and everyone’s body odor as baths were rare unless we came to a body of water. I could feel being jostled around in the wagon as the horses (we had two) plodded along on what was not much than a well-worn bare dusty road with lots of rocks and potholes.
This in my imagination was much more vivid than what I could read about in any Encyclopedia. I didn’t understand then that not everyone could just travel places with their mind and see through the eyes of anyone or anything. It didn’t matter if I was tall or short, old or young, male or female. Seeing through each gave me a new perspective.
Throughout my formal education years, I continued to travel with my mind and go places. When I graduated from college and later became immersed in the corporate world with a computer screen, I would take a break and imagine myself being far away on an ocean beach, and could listen to the crashing waves against the boulders, spewing water spray with each lunge. I could taste the sea salt in the air and hear the cries of a seagull somewhere overhead.
These days, I am using my daydreaming to imagine New Earth, seeing it and experiencing it as though I am there. I can see where I live, what I’m wearing, and what I’m doing just as I could as a child imagining I was far away from my hard desk in a humid classroom. I am seeing New Earth from the perspective of several characters. I can put myself into each character and see out through their eyes to see and experience where they are.
While New Earth does not have the pollution, wars, and stark differences between the “haves” and “have nots,” it is also not a perpetual life of sitting on a beach bathing in the sun, sipping from exotic drinks with little paper umbrellas.
The first thing that struck me is there is so much to learn on New Earth! Every bird, every insect, every encounter with another person or being can teach us something about ourselves. Every imagined being is there, so there are fairies, gnomes, dwarfs, unicorns, dryads, and millions of other beings whom are our teachers as well. The New Earth is a playground for us to learn more about ourselves, our powers, our abilities, and our connectedness with all. The illusion of separation no longer exists there.
I will share more about this in this blog. It is all very exciting.