“ah, the garden of childhood, when discovery seemed endless.” In “the spice temple: the journey begins,” a young character named sathi embodies the playfulness many of us have long forgotten. she reminds us of what we once were — and what we could continue to be, if only we could remember how. when was the last time you let yourself bend the fabric of your reality? when was the last time you ran unencumbered through streams of sunshine or rain? when was the last time you spoke to the trees or invented new friends? it was too easy to discard our imaginations somewhere along the path we wandered, erroneously believing they were meant to be cast away. a dream is a buoy that keeps you floating. so what does the sky taste like to you? what would you see differently if you could lift the veils of adulthood and just feel free?