Busy. Busy. Busy.

It’s so easy to rush from one thing to the next. If you’re like me, you get a charge from the constant activity. You might even make a sport of it: How much can I squeeze in to get done in as short a time as possible?

Yay! Goal scored. Good day.

Imagination is not birthed in frenzy, however. It waits quietly—always too quietly—until we breathe again.

What space will you make today for your imagination?