Imagination Land

There’s a place I like to set sail for, a favoured destination for short or extended trips…   I call it Imagination Land.

I first discovered this land as a small child, when my parents read stories to me.  Their words came to life, making worlds in my head. Characters became friends. Long after the story ended I found myself going back to those worlds, revisiting the story and putting myself into that land alongside the other characters.

Soon I realised that I could make up my own stories.

Fuzzy-felt boards, crayons and lego provided endless hours of pleasure as I created farms, hospitals, circus scenes, crazy hairdressing salons, fairy lands, castles full of funky princesses and dragons, libraries and outer space adventures.

Now I am grown. For a time, as a young adult, I forgot that this magical place existed. My bags were filled with textbooks. My mind was used for concrete and factual thinking. My feet were on the ladder.  My mouth was full of sand.

I rediscovered the power of Imagination Land during years of illness, where I was confined to bed. Even from my bed I could use my imagination to be at sea, captaining my own ship, or dancing on a starlit night in my finery with some handsome prince. I could imagine me well.  I could imagine me happy.  I could imagine me a different life, a better life…

Books reignited something within me.  Stories still had the ability to transport me to other worlds and other lives.  They stretched me and gave me wings. I devoured them as hungrily as a drowning man gasps for air.

Soon I found that there was a well within me, unvisited since childhood, that was brimming with words. This is my Imagination Land.  A land of infinite possibility and wonder. A place where life and magic combine in unexpected ways. It’s a place I dip my toes before I write. It’s the place where I meet my muse. Here there are fairies and pirates and dreams. Here there are strong women and lighthouses and drought-torn farms. Here there are heroes and villains and mysteries forgotten by time.  I hope that one day my words can bring you here too, so you might share this magic. ♥

Hi! I'm Nicole Cody. I am a writer, psychic, metaphysical teacher and organic farmer. I love to read, cook, walk on the beach, dance in the rain and grow things. Sometimes, to entertain my cows, I dance in my gumboots. Gumboot dancing is very under-rated.
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15 thoughts on “Imagination Land

  1. Well Met, new friend. LOVED your work! I am sort of finding my way around on here and came across your profile in replies on someone’s post and felt a tug, being intrigued I followed the tug and am quite happy I did! You have a new follower!
    Blessed Be,

  2. oh i love this blog, how fun, imaginative, whimsical, i’m going play too! feel free to share my glitter and paint and dip your forearms in my moulding clay, make sure you get really messy in the squishy goop! smiles of delight! yeah yeah yeah!! thanks sx

  3. I had completely forgotten those fuzy felt boards, I loved them too along with my lego towns, cars and people.

    Since discovering your blog, subscribing and reading your daily words and stories, I have been transported back to that yummy place you describe Nicole. Much gratitude to you.


  4. One of my first memories of travelling into lands of the mind would have to be around 9 after reading Narnia…I have to say I am still looking for that wardrobe to play the door into other realms in my home! imagination = images in action, magic happens, I must say the boat pic above reminded me of Pippi Longstocking…blessings and have a great day Nicole*

    1. Oh that wardrobe! I am still hoping I might find one of those secret doorways too, although my current pirate story has magically ended up with secret passageways and enchanted rooms – all that good childhood stuff that’s been bubbling away in my subconscious for years… Much love to you xx

  5. I love how you share and how you write. Thank you beautiful Nicole. Have an amazing time on the farm.

    Much love and gratitude Jacquelinexx

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