Children are simple in thought and sincerely honest at heart. They say what they think, and their thinking is refreshingly uncomplicated. Their worlds made up of the simplicity of life and the imagination that dreams are made of. Imaginary friends are their best companions. They give voice to animals. Hand a child anything and they will magically transform it into an object of play.
The empty cardboard box instantly becomes a racing car, a ride to town or a tractor to plow the fields. Imaginary friends are someone to share their innermost thoughts with. You can bet the imaginary friend will hear it before you do.
The imagination of a child can overcome and win out in any situation. Failure is not a concept in their thought process. If they think it, they know they can do it. When obstacles appear to spoil their plan, they just kick their imagination into over-drive and success becomes a reality once again.
When a child says, “I love you,” it’s sincere. It’s unconditional. There are no requirements you must meet in order for a child to love you. Trust comes with their love. The simplicity of their “heart thoughts” cannot reason it any other way. It’s that simple.
I wonder what happens to the simplicity and sincerity that is our “child” when we become adults. How does our “child” get lost in this thing we call “grownup .”