That is so true, about moving energy with your imagination. I am my own muse. I got bigger, but I never grew up. I am a Magical Child. Here is an instance, of creating my own reality using my imagination, but also knowing and believing I AM these things. Short background, I'm an Art teacher at a girls boarding school, and my spiritual awakening took place last year, but I've always been 78% awake.
I was telling my girls, about how I was a Magical Child, a Mountain Goat, and an Angel. I had been telling them different stories every day, from when I was proclaiming myself to be these things, every several weeks of this awakening, all throughout the year. I had focused on these 3 because of what they mean to me. Magical Child, believes Everything is Possible. Magical Child does not know what no means. Magical Child creates realities at night and in the daytime, with nighttime dreams and daytime imaginings. Mountain Goat says, I Can Do It! I am capable! I can do anything! I will succeed! And an Angel, rescues, and an Angel, is just LOVE.
Now this is how powerful the mind is. I was standing, telling this story, I was animated and excited and not watching what I was doing. I took a step, using the wrong foot, and my other foot was behind my desk, at that moment I found myself falling in slow motion. I thought to myself, I can put my hand out, but then I might jam it, I may hit my head on the concrete floor, maybe I should try to fall forward, oh well, I'll just fall. I continued falling slow motion, into a bed of feathers, as my Angel caught me. I sat up, with my legs splayed open, and said like a child, I'm okay! I bounced up like a Mountain Goat, ready to fall again. That was a magical moment of the mind. My students said, that it was the most graceful fall they had ever seen. I fell on my shoulder and hip. I had no bruising or pain whatsoever, because I completely accepted that I was falling, and I was so into my proclamations, that I became those things. Several days later, I tripped, getting into my car, and hit my shoulder on the edge of it, and boy did that hurt, and the bruise lasted for 2 weeks.
The problem is the way we raise our kids. We tell them to grow up. Well, they are growing up, all the time. We need to shut up and let kids be kids. Fortunately I was a stubborn, very stubborn child, and when my parents told me to grow up, I said, I won't every grow up! So I didn't. That is the secret to keeping your Magical Child in your HEART. Hold on to their hand, and never let them go. We're born aware, completely aware, we just can't express ourselves in those little bodies. Don't tear down the dreams of your children. Don't tell them something they don't need to hear. Tell them that everything is possible. Maybe they'll grow up and be the GODDESSES and GODS that they are, and they'll never go back to sleep. <3