“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” -Dr. Seuss
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A moment, in real time, doesn’t allow for many perspectives to be observed, especially regarding actions, reactions, and perceptions of all involved. In spite of the infinite number of possibilities a moment contains, it lacks in plasticity due to PROBABLE actions, reactions, and perceptions of participants relative to how they showed up in the moment. Simply put, a cranky person sees things very differently than a blissful person and each limits themselves relative to their state of being. Limitation is not a negative connotation, but just a character in the equation of experience. The value, of which, we can ascribe. It is through the dance of memory that we can observe and re-observe moments from new states of being, new perspectives, and can transform them completely. Although, if we really paid attention we’d realize that the metamorphosis was always within us. The moment is just a snap shot, a photograph in time, and as they say, it’s worth a thousand words.
On this day, I will recognize and honor my humanness. Realizing in any moment I did the best I could. Releasing shame and blame, if there is any, revisit a memory, the first one that comes to mind, and see it with a fresh heart and mind, an observer participating from a new vantage point. How does this memory evolve or change? Always a caterpillar; how does it become a butterfly? 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼