From the Horse's Mouth

Memories of Life/Life of Memories

Posted in Visions by theskinhorse on March 22, 2009

This is how it is for me:

I have a strange relationship with Memory. People will recount stories to me, and I will respond to them, commenting on how “it sounded” such a way. Typically, I get a confused look and then the comment “you were there.” I’ll think back and say “no, I wasn’t.” This usually results in a discussion that include additional details, times, dates, locations, other people, etc. I will shake my head. No. I do not remember it. And, for me, it doesn’t exist… just like that. Sometimes, those same memories will return to me. And, for me, it exists… just like that. The past often shifts for me. Pieces are remembered here or there, with varying degrees of vividness. Many question the validity of it, but, honestly, I think that the validity is of little consequence. Sometimes I will recall obscure details about something, but not what everyone else remembers. They may be focused on the occasion, the people, the event, but I will remember the sunset and climate, what songs were playing in the background, a story that someone told me that no one else heard (and sometimes even that person who told me it will insist they did not).

Memories also shift in regard to which “life” it is attributed. Some memories or events follow throughout “all lifespans,” non-linear or non-local. Others are defined to certain lives. In my life here, bearing this name and face, most assuredly, “I” have been in more than one life. Some people remember me from “our past.” To them, it is just that: past. To me, it is a separate life. In this way, our present or future interactions may feel strange to them, as non sequitur. I can come across as cold in this regard. For them, I am still within their linear lifespan. When they seek to touch me, I am not there. My memory of them does not vanish, but it is perceived by me in an entirely different manner. My memory of them is a past life memory. It touches me, but not in the same manner that –memories from THIS life- do. The distinction may make me sound slightly sociopathic. *shrugs*

By the same token, simply because a memory is part of another life does not mean that it cannot also be/become/shift as part of this life. I have some memories that not only “change with time,” but also that fuse in and out of “this life.”

Additionally, I can remember “our past” upon meeting someone for the first time. I have memories of them already (this phenomenon could look like a spontaneous manifestation to an outsider). This is more than a –feeling- of knowing someone “my entire life;” this is –remembering- them. The memories are clear and vivid. People have been known to argue with my memories of them, saying something to the effect of “we didn’t know each other then; I couldn’t have been there.” *shrugs* I remember it, and it’s real.

My memories seem not to be limited to “the past.” It is not rare for me to remember “the future” through dreams, visions or experimental writing. Often I remember “the present.” Likewise, all of these are subject to forgetting as well.

When people ask me if I “remember,” I often respond with “I might not be the best person to ask.” It saves the lengthy (and possibly slightly deranged) detail as well as any hurt or confusion if I were to say “it depends on if you were in this life.”

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  1. Talula said, on April 13, 2009 at 3:52 pm

    It is said in some circles of estoric peoples that the real ‘time’ is a loop, continually circling. That each of us can choose to ‘be’ at any point, at any ‘time’ we choose. We are always “present”. Perhaps you are just one who ‘keeps’ the memories of those stops more clear & in your physical present than others. You won’t find my estoric self in the link to my blog – it deals with my more mundane and physical world. I came curiously looking for you from Gypsy-heart’s doorway. Pleasantly surprised to read more. Enjoy your memories as they are, and when they occur. They are yours alone, and maybe your twin’s?. I also have a few of them from other times & places & epics; but not nearly enough to satisfy my current curiousity as to the messages which they bring. Enjoy & Blessed Be! Talula.

    • theskinhorse said, on April 15, 2009 at 5:29 am

      2.

      Loops upon loops… some have mentioned my tendency to float and jump, not always fully committed to one linear path or else not bringing all my Selves to one point of consciousness.

      Keeper: “one who has charge of some person or thing, warden” is from c.1300.
      Protection: c.1375, from O.Fr. protection (12c.), from L. protectionem “a covering over,” from protectus, pp. of protegere “protect, cover in front,” from pro- “in front” + tegere “to cover”

      To guard, we must first observe.
      I always thought that to keep close watch, it is better to do so with our mouths closed.

      Thank you for stopping by. Hope to see you again. However, if we are Eternally Present or traveling at the speed of light, then we are always “Here.”


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