Life Lost — Written, and Found
How much of our Lives are lost — forgotten? Fallen through the fractures of our meager minds. Evaporated into the ever-ticking course of Time . . .
How many stories, chapters, do we see, experience — only to remain ghost memories?
When I was younger, did I really fly airplanes — 300 hours!?!
Did I camp alone with my horse for ten days, when I was just 18? It’s so far away now, like some kind of Past Life.
Did I ride my horses, all by myself, under the stars, on the side of a mountain?
Fly to Hawaii every six weeks to work shoeing horses for the last 14 years???
And if those memories seem so distant, what am I doing, now, that will seem like a dream to me later on . . .
And, what can I do to enhance that dream, to LIVE my Life, fully, today?
What do I need to change, tweak, alter?
What am I waiting for . . . to really be here . . .
Today, right now, and Live?
In writing, I set out to capture what Time, and Life — shall someday forget.
What shall certainly, one day, be gone.
Word pictures, I call them.
Snapshots. Some in prose. (I have journals full.)
Some in colorful Mind Maps . . .
Us writers — we Live. We write.
We Live some more. Write some more.
Doing our best to capture the never-ending Circle of Life.
Freeze it. Store it.
Love it :)) Learn from it.
And now we reach out, though blogging, in hopes of connecting, sharing with each other.
Like pointing out a shooting star . . .
“It was really bright! Fast! Lit up the whole sky!”
(I’m there, with my back to the quadrant you saw it streak past in, but I didn’t see. So you, on the spot, do your best to describe it to me.)
Questioning Reality . . .
Yet, where is reality?
What makes something real?
Who is my witness?
If a tree falls in the woods, and no one hears it, does it still make a sound?
If I experience Life, and I don’t write it, share it, preserve it, did it even happen???
(I look at my computer, 11:44 right now — the alignment of symmetrical patterns and multiple numbers have always confirmed my truth!)
Think about the psychic connections we share. I think of you, then the text chimes.
Of course, it’s you! That’s normal. Expected.
That’s how my reality works.
(So much takes place on so many levels that we won’t even acknowledge.)
And so I ask you. I ask me:
What in your Life is lost right now? How will you strive to find it?
What do you want to leave behind? How do you want to be remembered?
What shall you shift in consciousness, before your leave this Green Earth?
How deep, how connected, do you want to go???
So go for it, girl!
Blast off, boy!
Make the shift . . .
Take the dip . . .
Jump into the uncharted waters.
Shoot for the stars!
Roll onto the runway of Life, and lift off :))
For strategies in dealing with anxiety and depression, see my Depression Emergency Kit.
Like what you’ve read here? Visit Dawn’s sister blog: Soul Horse Ride
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