On some days, sometimes, I depart the present. Journeying (slowly or speedily, dependent on my intent) back in time. To relive the past.
There, I (as a Pygmalion-esque potter) refashion the images (at least, some of them) to reflect how I would’ve wanted (how I, sometimes, still want) things and them (at least, some of the people) to have been (to be).
Escapist fantasy. False, too. For if things and they, somehow, could be as I desired (sometimes, still desire), then I wouldn’t be who I am.
And somewhere along my life’s way, I decided that on any day, whether good or bad, it’s better than best to be me.
© 2022 PRA
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occasional observations of mind and heart, soul and spirit 
Isn’t it funny how the longer we live the more we understand that, in the fashion of a Rubik’s cube, moving or changing one piece of our life’s pattern means that some other unintended shift must occur at the same time? This happens regardless of the fact that we view the changes we think we would like to make as positive. If we could “fix” the past, we may distort or destroy some piece of ourselves that no doubt we have come to depend upon or value. If the past’s pain could be obliterated in the present, the learning from that pain would also be obliterated, and then what does that do to the future?
I used to think of this kind of rumination as a kind of pollyanna thinking, but I’ve come to believe it is simply a correct view of cause and effect in our own histories. We are presented with certain conditions in our lives, and we respond to them in some way, most often probably seeking self-protection and self-development. Some of those responses spell pain; some even spell tragedy. But all of them become materials that we use to build the future. All of them become parts of who we are.
Love,
Karen
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My beloved Karen, what isn’t funny and more than remarkable to me is that you oft apprehend and articulate what I strive to express at the deepest discernable depth: “…I used to think of this kind of rumination as a kind of pollyanna thinking, but I’ve come to believe it is simply a correct view of cause and effect in our own histories…” Amen!
It also isn’t funny to me — and more regrettable for me — that it hath taken me so long in my living to recognize this truth of my (our human) beingness and becoming. Still, as a wise therapist, Dr. Janice Gump, once advised, “Paul, you know what you know when you know it and not before.”
Love,
Paul
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“Pygmalion-esque potter”
Brilliant!
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You are kind to me. Thank you.
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