Lonely For New Ideas

I thrive being around people with imagination.

People who can see things that aren’t there yet and talk about them as if they are real right now. Like cars that fly, a practical end to hunger and healing sounds that work infinitely better than chemical drugs.

People who can create – pictures, music, dance, inventions.

People who can see the world in a better way.

Without these people, I feel lonely. Yes, my wife and children fill a kind of loneliness, for which I am very thankful.

But I need imaginative people – ideas – to keep the creator in me happy, vibrant, and alive.

I want to see the ongoing unfolding of new earth, new ideas, the new human.

Chit-chat, talk of sports, daily news – all send me into my shell, into an aloneness, that sometimes I am actually happy about – it’s like being in neutral rather than happy thought. I feel words are sacred – to be used with care.

So, I am drawn to experiment with my own reality: to talk to plants and the traffic and the weather – to talk to God and receive ideas from the cosmic order.

Perhaps you are lonely for new ideas. Not just from people, but from the universe, too.