So a few days ago I saw this image floating around Facebook:
I find that I somewhat agree with this. Imagination is super important, yes, and possibly more important than knowledge.
Imagination is like compost. You get out of it what you put into it. If you never put any info into your head, your imagination is going to have a very tough job. It’s by absorbing knowledge that we feed our imaginations.
So many times I’ve come up with a story idea because of something I read or saw or absorbed some other way, ages ago, that I can’t even remember the source for and it doesn’t matter anyway because the thing that grew out of it is waaay different. When I read things, when I learn about things, I put that info into my brain’s compost heap. And I churn that compost heap around and eventually it becomes fertile soil.
That fertile soil is my imagination. Amazing things grow out of it.
But the unlimitedness of my imagination would not exist were it not for the knowledge I am constantly pumping into my brain.
So while imagination may be more important than knowledge in the long run, it also wouldn’t exist without it — and I think that’s important to remember.
Today, I am grateful for my fertile imagination and the many gifts it has brought me.