WHAT WAS YOUR FAVOURITE CHILDHOOD DREAM?

Why is childhood taken so lightly? It’s like we brush it off with a certain amount of contempt, conveniently forgetting how childhood is the one place where amazing things can happen. Look at children. They believe. They love. They go out into the world with a sense of wonder and explore. This is not easy to do. In fact, most adults are scared by these things, even crippled by them. They hide behind reality, fact and scepticism to the detriment of magic, experience, and marvel. Where children are excited and energised by awe, adults are tainted and burnt by disappointment. Where children do, adults make excuses.

That’s why childhood is so necessary because too much time is spent in adulthood worrying about being ordinary and powerless. In childhood you are spectacular. You are brave, fearless, super human, and unrestricted by codes, style, and cool. Children fail on prejudice and hate, and thrive on adventure. They live for the day without prompt and are not frightened of opportunity.

And the worst part is the childhood gap is becoming increasingly minimized. Children have to grow up really fast these days. There’s no more room for innocence, or play, or dance, and unfortunately once that’s gone our magic surrenders to the sadness of the average. We become scornful of enchantment and bitter about dreams. Children, by the way, don’t think they’re average, only adults do.

So what was your favourite childhood dream? Mine was to be a clown. Some adults might say it came true and I wouldn’t argue with that. Sometimes I do like dressing up and making people laugh. It gets me laughing as well. It throws me out of the ordinary but isn’t that a whole lot better than standing around complaining about how shit life is.
Why not try it – lock that inner adult voice of yours in the metaphorical cupboard for an afternoon and break out the crayons. There's method in the madness even if it seems statistically improbable. Think of it as polishing the creative lamp because if you don’t rub the lamp, your wishes may never come true.