Something which seems to create a struggle in all of us, is the inability to let go; the incapacity to look back on the past and call it the past. It’s as if, in this ever changing existence, we do not possess the talent to cut ties with moments which no longer exist. These moments hang around us like tangled threads, to be revisited whenever we glance their way; linear in their presence, they remain unchanged. Maybe the idea of letting go isn’t a process of cutting the thread but embracing it as part of your being. Realising that these moments of happiness, love, despair, anger and hurt have created the being that is contemplating all these intangible alternative paths that could have been walked. Maybe we should tangle ourselves up so much in these threads that they become a cocoon around our essences, a cocoon that will facilitate the birth of the experiences we usher in with each moment.
What if our memories serve not for us to look back and re-enact every bad choice we’ve made, watch all of the people we have loved and lost walk away from us, or reinforce the superiority we feel in ourselves. What if the reason we possess these conscious memories is so we can develop scars, evolve into human beings with depth of character and grow our wings. Memories shouldn’t be looked upon as past moments which we have recorded for our entertainment but as eternally existing, simultaneously occurring snap shots which encompass our entire being and are parts of the armour we wear as we are preparing to flourish.
The attachment to the idea that we have to overcome our past, as if it is an obstacle, is what prevents us from emerging as the butterflies we were meant to be. Instead of spending our life journeying back to the source of our creation by illuminating ourselves with such positive momentary glimpses of beauty, we spend our time stuck on a turn table which repeats after each song is played.
Blessed with the capacity to experience the extraordinary happenings of life, we should set ourselves into our predestined grooves. Play the melodies which resonate with us and when our melody has finished we should not dwell on the song; going back over it, picking it apart and evaluating all of its intricacies. We should appreciate the music for what is was – a snippet of awareness in a vast unknown.
Yes there are moments we cherish to look back upon but these are part of ourselves too, part of the reason we vibrate so positively and shine so brightly. These aren’t the moments that we shy away from and use to punish ourselves when we are feeling defeated; such threads should be embraced so to create another layer to our being, not hidden so they can come out and hurt us whenever it seems beneficial to sit in our negative swamps.