I was at a retreat with our students and exploring as much as I could of the 150 acre property with a few of our middle school guys. As we progressed for about a mile or so we ended up in a heavily brushed area. Within this brush we saw a ladder leaning on a tree. And above the ladder was a perfectly made treehouse.
I was instantly 7 years old again. I found that if I could, all I wanted to do was stay up there, under the bamboo roof, sitting on the built in chair and enjoy the greatness of this place and where it took my mind and heart.
It reminded me of one of my favorite book series as a kid, The Magic Treehouse. In case you don't know, the series (which is still going on) involves two kids finding a treehouse that takes them through time and going through different adventures in history.
As a kid reading the books, the series reminded me to believe that anything is possible and it took my imagination to places it had never been before.
That's what this treehouse that we found did for me. It brought me to a point of full imagination. Like I just remembered I was living in a world of possibilities.
The world is in front of you and it was created as a place full of endless possibilities.
May it be your Magic Treehouse, taking you to do and see the unimaginable as you keep your imagination endless.
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