This is the title of a book given to me by a good friend. I havn't read much of it yet, as it is a book that shouldn't be swallowed whole, which I tend to do with most books. Here is a line from the introduction that I like; "Tradition teachs that soul lies midway between understanding and unconsciousness, and and that it's instrument is neither the mind or the body, but imagination." I really like that idea, that my imagination and my soul are so attached. Where would we be without our imaginations? For me life would be much greyer and darker. When I am totally alone, when the hydro is out and TV and Internet are not working, when even I am unable to read, I can go to imagination. I can be somewhere beautiful, with someone I really enjoy. I can be happy. To me it is somewhat like a pleasant dream. Possibly my imagination is so developed because it had to be when I was so young, when I had to find a safe place to go. For whatever reason I am grateful for it. I will be writing more about it as I read more of the book.
Close to midnight now and I am off to bed, hopefully to have one of those pleasant dreams.
Tuesday, March 8th, 2011............11;54p.m.
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