<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Diana Rajchel &#187; imagination</title>
	<atom:link href="http://blog.dianarajchel.com/tag/imagination/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://blog.dianarajchel.com</link>
	<description>a sense of humor,a sense of honor,a sense of the absurd,a sense of the Divine</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Sep 2010 16:47:11 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<language>en</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1</generator>
<xhtml:meta xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" name="robots" content="noindex" />
		<item>
		<title>The limits? of imagination</title>
		<link>http://blog.dianarajchel.com/2010/02/27/the-limits-of-imagination/</link>
		<comments>http://blog.dianarajchel.com/2010/02/27/the-limits-of-imagination/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Feb 2010 02:33:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>di</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[the Big Picture]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[imagination]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Writing]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://blog.dianarajchel.com/?p=427</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[When I was a really little kid, no older than kindergarten, I would lie in bed for a little while before my mother came to get us up, staring at these colorful curtains with blocks of different patterns and colors. As I did, I would challenge myself to imagine things: &#8220;Think of a purple giraffe!&#8221; [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/magickalrealism/3719075229/" title="Color exercise by magickalrealism, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/3719075229_a7276d3fe8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Color exercise" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/magickalrealism/3719889656/" title="Color exercise by magickalrealism, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3451/3719889656_815613be68.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Color exercise" /></a><br />
When I was a really little kid, no older than kindergarten, I would lie in bed for a little while before my mother came to get us up, staring at these colorful curtains with blocks of different patterns and colors. As I did, I would challenge myself to imagine things: &#8220;Think of a purple giraffe!&#8221; or, &#8220;What would the neighbor boy look like with a clown nose?&#8221; It wasn&#8217;t conscious, the exercise of imagination, but it still happened on a regular basis.</p>
<p>Then one day I challenged myself to think of a color I&#8217;d never seen.</p>
<p>And I couldn&#8217;t do it.</p>
<p>I always get a little sad, thinking about that day.</p>
<p>More than thirty years later, every so often, I try to imagine a color I&#8217;ve never seen.  Sometimes I feel like I&#8217;m almost getting there. But then I stop. And it makes me a little sad, like I&#8217;ve discovered some limit to what used to be a limitless mind. But then I try again, and I can feel my third eye buzzing, and it&#8217;s like I can <em>almost</em> see it, this little mystery of the universe &#8211; the color I&#8217;ve never seen.</p>
<p class="facebook"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/share.php?u=http://blog.dianarajchel.com/2010/02/27/the-limits-of-imagination/" target="_blank" title="Share on Facebook">Share on Facebook</a></p>]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://blog.dianarajchel.com/2010/02/27/the-limits-of-imagination/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>

<!-- Dynamic Page Served (once) in 0.192 seconds -->
