Here’s how our lives happen. Days unroll like an ancient scroll made anew, through the magic of breathing and living. Facing each day, during good times and the whole world’s gone sideways times. Every day we create, re-creating who we are, and becoming more of what we know we can become. Sometimes reminding ourselves how being alive is a deeply personal experience. Sometimes the wonder of being alive elevates our day. Sometimes time stops while we’re in a creative flow state. The whole world is happening for everyone. One moment at a time. At some point each day, a door opens inside our mind. It could be the door leading to a pathway to the rest of our lives. Outside, it’s either sunshine all around or rain falling down. We are all one, in a feel it in your bones way – a belonging to earthy, woods walking and feeling at home in the world way. Years ago, paper letters used to arrive in our mailboxes, and we’d have the pleasure of minds meeting through words meant only for us. Decades unspool, and we visit memories of people and places – find ourselves in public pools, secret spots in backyards, and downtown movie theaters. It often feels as if memories sometimes want to remember themselves. Something that was a momentary and fleeting event in your life shows up in your mind and heart when least expected. Time and distance evaporate. Hold tight to messages kept in your heart for safe keeping. They may save your life someday.
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Beautiful Russell. Thank you.
SO many great thoughts and lines in a single posting. I am particularly enchanted with memories insisting upon current consideration. Bravo (again and as usual), Russell. The photo also is exceptional.