Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Memories that are just memories...

As I have changed my life, I have had the opportunity to revisit the places I have been.  In that self reflection that can overtake me when I am tired and in doubt, I wander the closet of my past, touching the memories.  I know something profound has changed me.  My heartstrings make no sound in the company of these memories.

Those love songs that would stop me in my tracks have become music again.  No longer a key to unlock the flood gates of what happened and what I had thought it had all meant.

And the moment, the right here and now, has a richer, more dynamic sensation and experience for me.  I can see what I have and hear myself speak kindly and in gratitude.

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