I have told you that my mind is flitty...it loves to escape...it loves to imagine...it just goes...I never apologize for my mind...there is no reason to. I am who and what I am! And I am happy with who and what I am! My mind is my escape! It has been since I was a little girl.
I used to have an imaginary friend. She was not a typical imaginary friend. Yes, she was invisible. I carried her around on the palm of my hand (hand facing upwards). I talked with her. I blamed her when I wrote on the wall. She had long blond hair and blue eyes. I never remember her talking to me. I just remember carrying her around and sometimes talking to her. Her name was Chu-chot (Choo chot).
That name came from my imagination. Chu-chot and I went everywhere together. She even moved with me from my original house to another when I was four and a half years old. Chu-chot and I hung out together for a while at this new home...then suddenly she left. I no longer carried her around on the palm of my hand. She no longer smiled at me in her friendly way, blue eyes twinkling. Chu-chot was no more.
So, why tell you about Chu-chot? To let you in on more of my mind. From as far back as I can remember, my imagination ran wild inside my head.
I have told you I "talk" animals. I also talk to them. They make me laugh and smile. A while ago I was at a lake watching people...watching flying rats (Seagulls) and watching ducks. They (the ducks) were entertaining. One group would waddle around looking for foods from people on the beach. Along came this mom duck and her ducklings paddling along in the shallow water. She twerked her neck to see what was going on. She and her babies waddled to the shore and the beach. A few of her babies parked themselves under the tush of a man who was squatting on the shore watching his grand kids in the lake. Mom called to them and they all went searching for food. The little family of about 8 nestled in by two ladies on a blanket until a duck from the other group came waddling over. Mom duck "goose necked" at the other duck, hissing at it. She had to protect her young ones. I was honestly highly entertained by ducks for a long time.
A few weeks ago we were back at the same lake. The one group of ducks was doing their thing...looking for food on the beach. I waded out in the lake. The little duck family swam up to me. The ducks had grown in a month and the mom was now gone. My mom heart was sad for the ducks. I know this is the life of the animal (duck) family but something inside me was sad for the ducks who were now nearly full-size. I talked to them. They came closer. I admitted to them that I didn't have any food and was sorry. But I carried on a one-way conversation with them for a bit. They seemed to listen as they paddled around me.
Do you recall Dr. Dolittle? I always loved that story. The doctor could talk to the animals. I also liked his accent. Maybe the animals did too (grins). This story of Dr. Dolittle and the animals is wonderful for the imagination! My imagination meshed with the doctor's!
My mind may make you wonder. You may sit there reading me rolling your eyes thinking, "what a loon" (and not the bird). I am good with that! The mind is a terrible thing to waste! It doesn't get all caught up in calculations....fretting...business transactions...political issues...these things are all well and good for some.
Quietness to imagining!
So, anyhow, I realize I didn't tell you any type of story or humorous thing here today. I rather just blabbed about imagination...talking to animals...yes soon I will be in story form...as I write, I grin. It's just fun for me to sit and gab.
I will leave you with the song from Dr. Dolittle...the more famous one...it is about 4 minutes long if you care to listen to it. (just click on the picture)
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