Remembrance
Memory. The price paid for living. The currency of experience.
Memory.
Love, the fullness of such, running deep in my veins. Honor and uplift, progress and persistence.
Loss, a guaranteed barter with the passing of time. Expected, but without ease.
Space and time.
Memory, the currency of experience.
Life often feels like a dialogue between remembering and forgetting.
What is the price of remembering? What is the cost of forgetting?
In no clear order of importance, two things are forgiving, one thing is not
Mind and heart, forgive, with work, and with time.
Healing
The body does not forgive; be gentle in your breath.
Carrying the prayers that were spoken well before I was even a thought
Remembering
Memory, the blessing and the burden.
Without it, there is emptiness.
Space to forget, space to forfeit
We will not forget. We cannot forget.
Remembering.
Memory, the currency of experience.
Remember.