When I was in my teens living in Sweden, I was fascinated with the Soviet Union. Communism was at the time the enemy of the Western world and seen as the perennial threat to our very existence. Perhaps it was the fear of the “evil empire,” as President Reagan coined it, or Sweden’s proximity to this giant of the Eastern Bloc that captivated me. But whatever it was, it had a profound effect on my imagination.
In my youth, I read the book, The Fourth Dimension, by Dr. David Cho. It had such a profound impact on me that I have read it many time since. The author describes how the three-dimensional world, or the material world, is what our physical eyes can see. He explains that this material world is controlled or powered by the fourth dimension accessed through the eye of the imagination.
Limitless potential rests within the heart of humanity. Potential to reach beyond desperation to hope, darkness to light and idleness to action lies in the profundity of the imaginative dreams and visions of your heart.
In 2005, I began to have severe cluster headaches to the point where I felt like someone was sticking a knife in my eye. No matter what I did, including seeking help from doctors and pleading with God to take the pain away, the pain only increased. Even prescribed strong painkillers could not alleviate the pain. I felt hopeless and ready to give up. My religious upbringing made me think that it was God’s punishment in my life, because inside I felt like a failure who had disappointed God.
Everyone has a story. I share mine, not to persuade you of a creed, but simply to let you in and help you see where I’m coming from, what shaped me and led me to this point.
