A couple years ago a woman came to work at the school where I work. We were around the same age, and seemed to be from similar backgrounds. On second thought, I think she was several years younger than me. She had been a stay at home mother like I had been for ten years. This was her first year back to work, and she had all the enthusiasm of an idealist. She kind of reminded me of how I was many years ago when I reentered the work force. Time and age has a tendency to tame this, and by year’s end, I could see that some of her enthusiasm had been tamed. The work can be hard when your heart is so entrenched.
One day we happened to be having lunch in the same small break room.She made the comment that every time she hears our school called HMS, which are its initials, she thinks of the words: “Her Majesty’s Ship.”
I think she was referring to ships that sail the seas under the protection of a monarchy. However, I visualized being on a star-ship. This made me smile. I like the idea of being protected by a royal female entity.
My imagination had hooked onto her imagination, and then went in its own direction. For the rest of the day, I imagined sailing through the skies undercover on a royal mission to improve all of humankind. Looking back at this makes me laugh. An active imagination helped me to soar that day. Every day I can summon its power it fills my heart with hope.
This is an idea I hope to instill in all the students I encounter.
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