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The persistence of memory
“Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.”
...Sometimes, (...I might be inclined to say that most times) the most insistent spectral visitors we find ourselves playing audience to are rooted in the very real flesh and blood guises of other people and in the guises of regrets lurking in the shadows in the back of our minds.
Real ghosts belong to a time far removed from our own and to memories so old as to appear archane and wholly alien to us. They're entrenched in their own ancient reveries and perhaps, they themselves, haunted by their own ghosts, fettered by their own unexorcised demons...
I believe though, that alive as we are, unlike those disembodied souls, we have the opportunity to change that; to keep from playing haunted house to our respective memories and pasts.
For the moment the present is ours. It's up to us whether or not we'll allow the past to define it...
I don't pretend to understand what might have exactly evoked this entry with the words I wrote above...I am in all respects a stranger to your history, to your passions and your life; this is merely a response to what the entry evoked in me.
An empathetic reply to my own experience with such ghosts... and the sincere hope that you are able to overcome your own.
~Dej.
“Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.”
...Sometimes, (...I might be inclined to say that most times) the most insistent spectral visitors we find ourselves playing audience to are rooted in the very real flesh and blood guises of other people and in the guises of regrets lurking in the shadows in the back of our minds.
Real ghosts belong to a time far removed from our own and to memories so old as to appear archane and wholly alien to us. They're entrenched in their own ancient reveries and perhaps, they themselves, haunted by their own ghosts, fettered by their own unexorcised demons...
I believe though, that alive as we are, unlike those disembodied souls, we have the opportunity to change that; to keep from playing haunted house to our respective memories and pasts.
For the moment the present is ours. It's up to us whether or not we'll allow the past to define it...
I don't pretend to understand what might have exactly evoked this entry with the words I wrote above...I am in all respects a stranger to your history, to your passions and your life; this is merely a response to what the entry evoked in me.
An empathetic reply to my own experience with such ghosts... and the sincere hope that you are able to overcome your own.
~Dej.