Call it childish or naive but it is the essence of what we once were within. It is a fact that through our instincts we are always united with our Nature, and through our intellect we are then detached from it. But through the ”language” of our imagination we are again reunited with it. It is in this background we experience the connection to the wholeness of the world, since the underlying reality of the world is not matter, whatever that might be, but of imaginal non material patterns of relationship. We use our imagination to describe the exterior world as much as we use the world to describe the interior world of imagination.