The spirit of a child is a beautiful thing. Not only are they humble, forgiving, and compassionate, but they have big, colorful, courageous imaginations. Children don’t know the difference between reality and dreams. To them, outer space is just as convenient a place to travel to as the school down the street or the store on the corner. Let a child tell it, becoming a doctor, a lawyer, a fireman, the President of the United States, and a princess all in one lifetime is just as simple as tracing handwriting samples or playing hopscotch. It isn’t until we–the adults–tell a child what they are capable of doing and what they aren’t capable of doing that they really began to believe in the concept of ‘impossible.’ So, here’s what I want you to do. Go back to that moment before anyone ever told you that your dreams couldn’t come true, and live there. Pitch a tent, forward all of your mail, and plant a garden in that place. Because ANYTHING is possible, and whoever told you differently did you a disservice. Dream like you’ve never encountered an obstacle; hope like you’ve never experienced disappointment; believe like your life depends on it; pray like all of your heart’s desires will come into fruition once you say “amen.” Go to that place behind the depths of your insecurities and dig up that big, colorful, courageous imagination that you once had, and be like a child.