The imagination is unpredictable.Today at a certain point in my day I found myself overwhelmed by tasks and needs. It seemed as though they were unending in a disconcerting kind of way. We long for empty space in those moments. It is the empty space , silence and emptiness of all activity that can give rise to the imagination. But I find the REAL work is to continue in the tasks, needs and demands upon us with some measure of peace for the imagination will find its way even through that!

