December 30, 2011

Filling in the Blanks in Memory Lane

This evening I'm in a town in which I lived four lifetimes ago. As Ij drive down each street it is like a painting that has faded, being filled in with renewed details and colors. Unexpectedly, the emotions are flooding back too.

Driving past my old apartment I had to stop and catch my breath. My life was so different then. I lived so poor and had no vision for the future. It was a sad time. My life is so much more illuminated now. Thankfully I am fearless about change. Otherwise, what and who would I now be if I continued living that life, or the subsequent others?