A Trip Down Memory Lane


In the last six weeks, the most exciting thing that has happened in my life is that my car battery died.  Clearly, boredom has set in and become the catalyst that propelled me back into the writing game.  Now, instead of sitting around watching my nails grow, I can wander around in my brain in search of some juicy tidbit of nothing to write about.  Somehow though, today I keep coming up empty handed.  Or maybe empty headed would be more accurate.  I must be in serious need of some healthy mental stimulation.

Okay, I’m stuck

So soon?

Yep.  Wandering around coming up empty.  Wait—that’s not entirely true.  Lots of stuff is competing for attention, but there is no theme or direction.  Typical.

What have your brain wanderings offered?

Well for one thing, a peek into choices.  I could roam around in my head looking for past grievances and old wounds to obsess about, or I could enjoy reminiscing about happy memories.  I choose happy memories.

I could also do a past life review of the amazing synchronicities that have moved my feet in specific directions—the jobs that have fallen into my lap, the perfect living arrangement when I needed to find a new home, the perfect roommates who miraculously appeared out of nowhere at the perfect time.  In that regard, I have indeed been blessed with good fortune.

On the other hand, things in other areas of my life were not as easy.  There was the roller coaster ride of two husbands, three marriages, and three divorces and the attending financial struggle that plagued me throughout the middle years of my life.  Nope.  It wasn’t always easy.  Oh, and in case you might be scratching your head trying to figure out the marriage puzzle, I’ll just say that some of us are slow learners—I married the same guy twice.

As I look back at my relationship history, it occurs to me that it mirrors my work history.  I am the butterfly, sucking the essence out of each experience and moving on.  Sometimes the essence is bitter, but always nourishing.

Hmmm.  This turned out to be something of a life review.  It’s not always pleasant to come face to face with the things that are sometimes best left in the past, but oh, the wonderous gift of learning that is the reward.  As I move through the days of my life and sometimes stumble along the way, I am uplifted by knowing that regardless of what challenges I face, I am always and ever moving steadily forward toward my destination, guided by unseen forces that hold me steady when the road is rocky.

There is nothing a like a little trip down Memory Lane to realize that every experience, no matter now difficult nor exhilarating, is indeed a valuable one.  The Spirit that lives in all guides each one of us, if we but choose to listen.

Note:  The photo above is courtesy of New Waves of Light, a website designed by anonymous individuals around the world who share the intention of bringing light and love to a world of darkness and chaos. (newwavesoflight.org or NWOL.us).

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