When we think of our imagination, I would hazard a guess that the first thought that comes to mind, is the ability to create a story, or a narrative. We are home alone on a cold night, hear the wind through the window, and all of a sudden, we imagine we are in a scary movie. What boogie man could be lurking behind the darkened corner? Or perhaps, we think of our future, we imagine the milestones or special events on the near horizon. The idea of how we will feel at the birth