I grew up with the notion that the mind was the devil’s playground and that it should always be kept busy with the words and works of God. Anything that came through imagination from Satan and was to be dismissed as such. In that belief I did not use my childhood imagination, did not allow myself to fantasize about a different life, and did not believe in magic of inspiration. Everything that existed in my life was literal, physical or explained by religion. There was no imaginative play, creative expression, or belief in the magical world of fairies, princesses and fantasies. There was no Santa Clause or Easter Bunny. If it was not justified by religious dogma, it simply did not exist or was considered evil.
In high school I was introduced to painting and I fell in love. But underlying my love of creativity was that already rooted belief that my desire for individual expression went against God’s will. I gave up the one thing I loved most in life and never picked it up again. I was taught that the desire for anything beautiful came from a desire to be part of the world, and that the world was evil, under the control of Satan and his army of demons. And, I was taught that only men could receive revelations and visions from God.
As I grew older and came to understand what I saw as the true nature of God. I argued with my parents that God was not sexist, but still I did not understand the true meaning of revelation and vision. I was under the continued belief that only men could receive a direct connection to God, and those who called themselves prophets were the closest to God. I was jealous of men and resented them for their power over me. And, I did not make a connection between the power of my own mind and my ability to create.
It was not until a few years ago that I came to recognize I had been receiving revelations and seeing visions all of my life. Until that moment I did not see the creativity in every building, every business and every endeavor for what it really was. Everyone has access to inspiration, simply because they have a mind. Everything on earth that is created by humanity comes first though the imagination, and what I now come to recognize, as inspiration. Revelations and visions are imagination.
As I came to see the magical qualities of inspiration and creativity, I came to see the true ability of using and harnessing my mind and my imagination. I came to recognize that I could use the power of my imagination to create the direction of my life. I allowed my mind to open up to inspiration and the inspiration filled me up. I saw the power of envisioning and what vision really means, using my mind’s eye to create my desired reality. The ability to use my mind to see what I wanted created passion and enthusiasm around what I envisioned. As I envisioned what I wanted, it drew to me more inspiration. As I became more inspired I began overflowing with creative juices. It became as though a tap had been turned on and I was unable to stop it.
The more I envisioned and created, the more was revealed to me about my own potential and unlimited possibility. The more I envisioned, the more revelation about my life purpose emerged. My life became so filled with passion and enthusiasm that I could no longer focus on my problems; I simply did not have the time for it. I began to live an inspired life, filled each day with visions of grandeur and revelations of what is possible, not only for myself, but for humanity as a whole.
Beautiful message! Thank you, my friend!
Having been raised in a Pentecostal Christian fundamentalist home in Nebraska, I can relate to almost every word, Victoria! We did get to have Easter egg hunts and Santa, but our minister marched up to the high school and demanded that our pep band not play “When the Saints Go Marching In” at basketball games because that was sacreligious! Were you 7th Day Adventist?
I was raised Fundamentalist Mormon. As I often say, “Fundamentalist Mormonism is like Mormonism on steroids.”
I think anything “fundamentalist” is that thing “on steroids”!