A collection of little lives ... lived one day at a time.
“And I learned what is obvious to a child. That life is simply a collection of little lives, each lived one day at a time. That each day should be spent finding beauty in flowers and poetry and talking to animals. That a day spent with dreaming and sunsets and refreshing breezes cannot be bettered. But most of all, I learned that life is about sitting on benches next to ancient creeks with my hand on her knee and sometimes, on good days, for falling in love.” ― Nicholas Sparks
I am still a child at heart. I am a child of God throughout my being. Being of God, my thoughts have creative power being aligned with the Creator. It is the simplicity of opening my mind to allow the flow of ideas from my imagination. Your imagination is not limited... unless you limit it.
My mind's eye must first start the process by imagining what it is I desire. Choosing my thoughts carefully, I can release and get rid of the ones that are counterproductive. I can call peace into manifestation when I feel hurried or rushed or hurt. I can call love into the moment by thinking of people I love, or those that love me. Whatever I can imagine, I can call forth into expression in my life.
"For I am about to create new heavens and a new earth." Isaiah 65:17