Continuous Imagination Sufficient for All Things

Turning Thoughts to Things

Funny thing, I started this blog because of a quote that I found on a mug several years ago. What started as an idle has slowly gather momentum to the point that I find references to the power of imagination in every nook and cranny.

Neville Goddard Quote

Experience has convinced me than an assumption, though false, if persisted in will harden into fact, that continuous imagination is sufficient for all things and all my reasonable plans and actions will never make up for my lack of continuous imagination.

Awakened Imagination by Neville Goddard

Kicking the Tires of April 16

Satisfying Rich and Deep Sleep

What a wonderful sleep I had last night; I wore my sleep mask, and had earplugs in my ears. That was secondary to my decision to set aside my Ipad and my Iphone. I didn’t read, I didn’t watch movies. My sleep was richly satisfying, and free from cares.

Monitoring Thoughts and Feelings

Nevertheless, I quickly drifted into thoughts that were creating an unpleasant mood mixed with anger, criticism and self-righteousness. It shocks me to grasp that I thought that was a normal and acceptable way of living my life.

I am giving myself kudos for catching that feeling and retreating from it to look at photos and read a few pages of an absolutely aweful book. The book at least distracted me enough from the momentum of the earlier mood in a way that alllowed my “cork to float.” Right now I am feeling pretty happy.

Can I believe that I allowed myself to project feelings, and say things that were not only lacking harmony, but would diminish somebody’s happiness in having a dog.

What do I Want?

Generally speaking, I want harmony in every hour of my days. Specifically I want happy experiences with little dog Bailey, in a way that enhances my day in many ways without interfering with my time, and my focus, and my projects.

Happiness is a little dog


After Twenty Minutes of Worry, Think About  Something Else

Feels better thinking about something else

This morning I realized that I am wasting energy AND distracting myself by mulling an issue over and over and going nowhere. This has been going round and round for twenty minutes, and I am feeling worse and worse without any result.

At issue is the thought “too much of my time is absorbed by another’s perceived need.” In short, I have a beef Genny’s demands on my time. This feels lousy, and I want to feel better. One thing I feel sure: broaching the subject to Genny, and “laying down the law” about the amount of my time she can have in a day will not produce an outcome that I want.

What do I want? I want to dedicate more time to my income generating projects while at the same time, I want Genny to continue visiting her “ladies” in safety and comfort. I want what I want, and I want Genny to have what she wants. Experience tells me that both of us can have what we want, if I don’t get my knickers in a twist.

I believe (and I experience has provided validation) there is a solution in the vortex. My poor brain is not capable on its own, so I am dumping this issue in the  “the manager’s lap” lock, stock and barrel.

Today, I am not allowing one more thought about this to last as much as 17 seconds. Today, I make the best of whatever comes along: furthermore, I am going to milk as much fun as possible out of this day.


graphic is a black and white photo of two Canadian women wearing nurses uniforms from World War I
Subjects of my NaNoWriMo Novel

Resisting Writing

All I want to do right now is curl up and sleep for another hour, or two, or three. However, if a fairy godmother offered me the choice between napping and novel writing I would choose novel writing.

Although I don’t feel it right now, I know that I truly desire to finish the novel and be a NaNoWriMo winner. That desire is being held for me in storage, waiting for pick-up. On one level it is already completed; it was instantly finished when I decided to participate.

Shifting Thoughts

My job is to line up my thoughts and feelings. I need to dump old thoughts and beliefs filled with doubts and acquire new ones that support me as a writer.

After all, I am writing a 50,000-word novel that is free from any requirements at all in terms of being a good novel, or an interesting novel. The syntax requirement is basic; and the spelling and grammar requirements are minimal: they simply have to approximate English, as that is the language in which I write.

Furthermore, I am enjoying my characters, and I am interested in how the action will move them out of a luxurious life in Hartford ( why did I choose Hartford instead of New York?) to the mud and blood of World War I battlefields. Side Note: The fact that American Red Cross nurses were also in Russia and China is intriguing but needs to be set aside for now.