It has gotten a little harder to tell the difference between what happens right NOW in the ever-present moment, and what has already occured. Once some kind of sensory data hits the brain and registers as sight, sound, touch, taste, or smell, the event that caused it has already passed on. So, every perception a person has comes from something that occurred a split second earlier, so in a way, each of us lives in the past, always.
Could that really be true? Who knows?
Today, I have continued on the Just Because Club direction because these captured moments have captivated my mind. I had a great day today, running on the beach and then taking a swim. Now, I have retired to my room to process, yet again, this stack of memories. Today’s exercise tells me to add an emotional detail. So I will do so. Again, below, I will type out 5 of them at random from the stack, without repeating the ones from yesterday.
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Ok, here are the 5 notecards:
1. 1st time ever visiting Cougar Hot Springs (back when it was free and easy to go late at night…) @ 3 in the morning from Eugene, OR. I went with Dean and 3 other women. One of the women kissed me in the springs. We camped up the road from the hotsprings at a campground. (Emotional detail in red) awe, gratitude, compassion.
2. Learning and getting told, “Get out of your head!” in Craft of Poetry class. Garrett Hongo told me I was “fighting the class,” and to “get out of your head.” At U of O. embarassed, thankful.
3. Fired from Freichel’s Super Value. I stole a bag of chips. My schedule was crossed out. Dave F. talked to me. scared.
4. Writing Kenny Rogers’ Prayer song @ Tumble’s house on Cedar in Minneapolis, MN. Sitting on a hide-a-bed couch in his living room. Listening to CDs on my trip there with Bonnie. longing.
5. Swimming in Minnehaha Creek at age 5 with mother and sister. Below the falls. We swam and splashed. Summer day. joyous, happy, adventurous.
There you have it, a small sampling of memories that have decided to play with me for the next few exercises. I feel like following through with the rest of the Just Because Club, but perhaps I will take a break and do some other various exercises, or perhaps more than one in a single day.
There are all kinds of little ways available to anyone that allow new forms of perception to blossom into your life. The effects of this can astound you, if you want them to, and if you like to have new and undefinable experiences, that is.
This experiment with the pack of moments captivated me for over 2 hours tonight. Somehow I got repelled from the exercise multiple times, distracted into conversation, wandering around the room, and thinking of “other things,” but each time, I brought my attention back on the cards, and the memories.
Reliving the memories, this time through the emotional experience of them, as the book instructed to add an emotional detail to each of the cards, knocked my brain into a state of trance in awe of the past. It wanted to skip over some memories quickly, and indulge in others for a longer period. It feels compelling to just sit and wallow in the memory pit for hours, days, years, or the rest of my life. What a wonder, how, at any moment, a person could just give up on having new experiences, new joys, new sadnesses, new challenges, and new wonder, gratitude, and recognition for all of the invisible obvious that we have taken for granted. A person could just give up on living life and just wallow in an endless stream of memory. Layers and layers and layers of memory, too heavy a burden for a mind to carry through its days.
Far better to shrug like Atlas, look at memories like paintings or pieces of artwork, admire them, form some useless opinion about them, philosophize a bit, see if you can learn something, and then move on. Leave them in the museum.
Yep. Just keep moving. Wow. Just before I posted this, I have been floored, brought to the knees of my heart, mind and body…Overwhelming, how powerful, this deck of captured moments! I listened to the following song:
Which was Tori Amos doing this song by Mr. Waits:
Now, if you haven’t felt it yet, go on over to my sidebar, and watch the Leonard Cohen video, listen…
I wish all of you the best, and most exciting, and enthusiastic, vibrant, imaginative, creative lives that it is possible for human beings to experience.
Good night!
Hallelujah!
-GTD
