Here come’s the fear, little darling, here comes the fear… to the Beatles tune “Here Comes the Sun.” That’s what is playing in my head this week.
It seems that I am still trying to accommodate Haanel’s lesson in Chapter 8: “The cultivation of the imagination leads to the development of the ideal out of which your future will emerge,” “Imagination is the light by which we can penetrate new worlds of thought and experience,” “Imagination is the constructive form of thought which must precede every constructive form of action.”
In other words, one of the most critical components of our Master Key journey is our use of imagination! It brings the freedom and autonomy to shape our world into whatever form and substance please us. Why would this be frightening? Shouldn’t this be a liberating process? And, isn’t that one of my primary pivotal needs?
I need to explore this fear that is weakening my resolve to create a new and better me, for myself and for the world, that is making me drag my feet on the assignments, continue my readings with less enthusiasm and passion. Why have I been unable to embrace Chapter 8, just as we are getting to the best part of our journey?
As I sat and thought about this, a memory bubbled up inside me. It is remarkable how one seemingly insignificant incident in the distant past can mark us and start the layers of cement. I may have been a small child in second or third grade at the time. We had an assignment to draw our answers in shapes on each of about 10 pages based on the answer to equations.
My answers were all correct, but I drew all circles on every page. Here comes the Red Ink! My teacher wrote on my paper that I should have used more imagination and drawn other shapes. Of course, being the perfectionist that I was, the comment was very hurtful.
To make matters worse, my father carried on about that assignment and teased me endlessly about not having any imagination, and I could only draw circles. It seems pretty minor, but I believe it has colored my sense of imagination and creativity for many long years now.
It may explain why writing these blogs, and really, anything is so difficult for me to do. I have always felt I didn’t have anything worthwhile to contribute!
Wow! Cement, be gone! I have carried you long enough! This is the new me with a new blueprint and I not be dragging along that block of cement any longer!