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My internal song...

I have been meaning to write this entry for a while…



I was watching Willy Wonka not too long ago…not the newer one directed by Tim Burton but the older one starring Gene Wilder as Willy Wonka. I know that the older one isn’t entirely true to the books by Roald Dahl that I grew up with but I figure most here are in the same age range and are probably more familiar with the older version anyway.

What caught my interest, and always has, is the song that Wonka sings to the children as he’s showing them his factory floor for the first time. It’s about the world of imagination. Remember this tune?

ARTIST: Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
Music and lyrics: Leslie Bricusse and Anthony Newley
Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination

We'll begin with a spin
Trav'ling in the world of my creation
What we'll see will defy
Explanation

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world, there's nothing to it

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world, there's nothing to it

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be

When I was a kid I always wanted to be a million different things. I dreamed of being a teacher, an astronaut, a policeman, a park ranger, a chemist, a pilot, a hero, a superhero, a leader, an executive, a writer, a billionaire, a circus performer, an actor, a dancer, an artist, an athlete, a musician, a surgeon, an astronomer, a veterinarian, a photographer, a chef, and a parent. There are more things I’ve considered being but I won’t bore you with the list. What I find interesting about all this, and the connection with that song, is that through it all I wanted to be a woman…and often imagined myself being magically transformed into one, either by wish upon a star or some benevolent higher power.


Well, wishes rarely come true…

Or so I thought. However, now I realize that all that time I spent wishing and living in the world of imagination I was preparing myself mentally for a world of possibilities, a world where wishes came true if I wanted them to…because I made them happen by my own hand.

I now know I am a woman…because I always was from the start. I just needed to make my eyes see it.

I’m also all those things I wanted to be…a painter, a writer, a photographer, a surgeon, a policeman(or woman), an actor, a dancer, a chef…you get the idea. I’m not a billionaire if you count my dollars but I am quite wealthy in many other arenas. I’m all those things in some way, in some aspect of my daily life.

As a child I used to tell my friends wonderful stories, detailed stories, about things I did or wanted to do. All were made up but my friends often believed them because I was so good with the details. I spent so much time in my world of imagination that sometimes it was all I had. My parents divorced when I was young, I was often alone…and my mind was active far beyond those around me. My imagination set me free from a host of troubles that came along with that life and my all-too-early comprehension of the world of adults.

This isn’t to say I had an unhealthy grasp of the world around me…far from it. I’ve always been well grounded…I had to be…and yet, my mind was capable of all sorts of flights of fancy, the stars as familiar to me as they are to astronomers, just more interesting in my mind than through the eyepiece of a vast telescope.

Those wondrous thoughts still fill my head all the time…I just don’t have many people to share them with…an audience, if you will. That’s where you come in. I share my thoughts here in some limited fashion though I have yet to unleash even five percent of the stuff I contemplate or dream of.

My world of imagination grew up…but didn’t disappear. I know more about what’s possible, and what isn’t…but I’m also able to have bigger ‘what-ifs’ than I did when I was a kid.

One thing is sure about all this dreaming...I took a wish, a dream that I’ve had since I was five, and set it into motion. I took what I had and made a wish…and by my own hand it is coming true…a new reality from the world of imagination.

And I’m happy.

I’m still working on that wish…it takes time…but I have a feeling that it will be seen to its full fruition. Sometimes I think I am living in the world of imagination…and it’s way better than the intangible dreams I could never grasp.

If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world, there's nothing to it

There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be

Yeah, it really is like that.

~melanie {singing}

the pic that goes with this is located at http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-F7ekOlMlaKcFmWaNefr1YkxquxEQ?p=835
Tags: dreams., me
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