Friday, November 7, 2014

The Land of Make-Believe

Before beginning my recent 'doll blitz' I had forgotten how much fun it was to live in the 'land of make-believe'.  My fondest memories of childhood are those that involved some kind of make-believe world, even if it was in my backyard or in the field across the street from our house. 

To creatively play as an adult is the grandest thing ever.  Each day my head is filled with thoughts and ideas - and most especially how I can represent these ideas to others.

What a gift it is to suspend disbelief and just let your mind roam around possibilities.  So what land of 'make-believe' are you following today?  I'd love to hear your story (or stories).  Let's share a little make-believe, suspending reality just for a little bit.

"I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells.  Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, its a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.  Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life's realities." - Dr. Seuss


  1. I'm trying to remember when I EVER lived in a make-believe world. I think the closest I come is when I visit your blog and place myself in your whimsical doll world. You may say that's sad, but I say it's HAPPY! I can join your world and contribute to the story and laugh as I think about you when you read my reply.

    I was a voracious reader as I was growing up and that WAS a form of escape, though I never thought of myself in the book, but watching the story unfold like watching a movie.

    People have always said I am too serious and I can be for sure until Terry says something silly that only he and I laugh at. I at him and he at watching me laugh.

    Have the most wonderful, whimsical weekend!
    xx, Carol

  2. What about your witches that you recently made - they are wonderfully whimsical. And the fact that you enjoy the Lickety-Split stories tells me that there's a bit of whimsy and make-believe somewhere deep inside. Perhaps its just shy.

  3. Hi Penny!
    I haven't told you when I was a kid I had a best friend who happened to be a duck, and her name was Penny.
    It sounds like my childhood playing was like yours. I had many play houses I made out in our woods, where I'd write long novels and stories. With our family dog, I'd roam the woods and pretend I was a National Geographic guide, leading people on a quest for some amazing place. The creek beds were a wonder to play in, as well as wade. Huge flat rocks were plates to pretend to eat off of, and of course I was living in the Amazon and exploring while avoiding monstrous snakes and creatures that stood behind the trees...It's all still with me, even though it was quite a while ago. I love to think about those times, and I still have them-in and out of my creating time. For instance, we have a big chipmunk population, and I imagine their little houses under my gardens. I feel so blessed to have this imagination-it's a gift.

  4. My memories of childhood include rafting down the Zambezi on the dining room table (my mother turned it upside down for me!), but these days my make-believe tends to be much less strenuous!

  5. Debra - I wish you had been my next door neighbor, what wonderful fun you had. I still remember spilling hot chicken noodle soup all over myself after carefully carrying it into the field and getting it down into the 'fort' we children had built. Ouch!

  6. Rachel

    What a wonderful mother!! My make-believe these days is quite tame also. Although I do end up sticking myself with pins or straining my eyesight threading needles.

  7. How silly of me. My mind was lost in the reality of waking up at 3AM to clean dog puke off my bedroom carpet. Now I remember that when my grandson was just a tyke, we had a door to The Garden of Sunshine right in my dressing room. It was a garden scene mat with wonderful flowers and bees. He used to watch me get ready for work and we would jump through the door to the garden where I would sing "You Are My Sunshine" and the sun would shine brightly even if it was a rainy or snowy day. Funny, I forgot about the garden for just a second. Somehow the door got misplaced....think I'll go find it

  8. Good for you Carol -- I knew you had it in you *smile*! Your rug sounds wonderful.

  9. This really made me smile. I constantly live in a world of stories and make believe. With me constantly throughout my teaching day, I have an invisible ogre called Eric who lives with his parents and a huge menagerie of pets in the dungeon under my storecupboard floor. He gets involved with lessons and interacts with the children, although being invisible, only I can see and hear him. His adventures help them with punctuation and literacy skills. His maths is definitely dodgy, so helping him to understand basic mistakes that both he and the children make is a great way of helping them to understand.

    And of course, I've been involved in fantasy role-playing (Dungeons and Dragons) since my late teens. Together, my various role-playing groups and I have created a vibrant world where our alter egos live, love, laugh and struggle. In fact, after last night's session (we haven't played for some time) I picked up this text this morning: "...those characters are just as alive, vibrant and important to us as ever."

    I'm so lucky to be able to live such a rich fantasy life!!

  10. I want to enter your world and stay! It pulls at me with each of your posts, but alas, I must return to reality when done reading. I simply have to learn how to take the fantasy with me wherever I go. :)

  11. Alex

    Can I move in with you??? What a fabulous fanciful imagination you have. You could give us all lessons *smile*.

  12. Barbara

    From what I've seen of your beautiful creations I think you do take the fantasy wherever you go. It comes through in all of your work. I think you just don't recognize it - may I introduce you to yourself? *smile*

  13. Love your blog!!!! I am on the blog journey...just getting started.



Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...