Human memory is not linear, it is dimensional. It tracks forward and backward; side to side, sliding up and down all at the same time. It is triggered every day by items that we barely recognize. Sights, sounds, smells, tastes ... your unique history weighing down on you; every day, all day long. The sense or proportion is overwhelmed, at times, It is at these times that you open up those long forgotten boxes that you had stored away.
When you open these boxes, whatever the trigger, you are a traveler. Not only in space, but in time and reality. There will always be those moments in time that remain forever etched in our memories. The fond times at the cabin. Those wonderful campfires heating not only your feet and hands, but your spirit and soul. The awe and beauty at the ocean. The vast wonder that it holds. Something so serene and peaceful on the surface, can also be one of the most destructive forces on our earth.
There is a feeling of peace and companionship that is rarely around us in everyday life. For me, the memories that I find coming back the most, are the of family vacations. Every summer we would pack up the car and drive somewhere different. Usually a different place to explore every time. We toured the United States from Ohio to Arizona; Maine to Florida; and all the places in between. Dinners cooked on the faithful Coleman stove. Whether in a tent or the pop-up camper, we would stay at the KOA campgrounds. My parents filled my childhood with the vision to see these places for what they really and truly are: Gifts from God, that we must cherish and protect.
The Beach is more than 5 hours drive away. You aren't as young as you used to be, and you can't take the drive just to spend the long weekend to end the summer in style. It does not mean that you cannot bring that Beach Vibe home for just a little time.
As the summer season starts to wind down, ( It isn't over until it starts snowing ), there will always be yard work and household chores. But, when it's Friday night in the middle of September and still 75 degrees, sometimes you just half to let loose a little.
- 1/2 melon
- 2 cup Vodka
- 1/4 cup triple sec
- blend all
- strain over crushed ice
In today’s world, we are overwhelmed with feeling that we need to remake it or remodel it. Try this, try that. “Like” me on Facebook, Pinterest, Reddit, Google+, …
At last count, there were over 3.419 billion* people on the internet. "Wait a minute!" There are only 7.395 billion people on the planet *, give or take a few, right. So that means about 50% of ... EVERYONE, is an internet user.
Lets take it another step.
There are around 2.307 Billion* active social media users out there — almost 1/3 of the entire planet is out there being social.
I bet you are signed up for at least 3-4 of those, aren’t you?
There are podcasts, newscasts, and live feeds from every conceivable source. You could spend your entire day doing nothing but catching up on other people’s lives.
YouTube, Facebook, and WhatsApp all have more than 1 billion active accounts … Each.
With all this happening, how do we all have time for ourselves? I'm not knocking Social Media. I Love It! But, it's like everything in life; moderation is the Key.
So, let’s take a moment to reflect. Let’s take a moment to unwind. A moment to just be ourselves, not the person that we think needs to be portrayed to the ever expanding world of the digital.
P.S. We know you're being social reading our blog and we thank you!
* As of January 2016
I was reading a little post today over on Writeshop.com and they shared an interesting quote that got me thinking.
As we grow older, we lose the Small moments in our memories. They are the certain smells, places and objects that trigger the best memories and bring them back from those dusty places in which we store them.
When we see an old photo of the caps and gowns, we remember how it felt to be young, happy and perhaps a little scared. Maybe. We were on the verge of something new and of leaving the familiar. How many of you can remember that day with all of the detail?
In truth, very few of us can.
Now, pick up that picture - the one where you were hanging on the shoulders of your friends; all of you smiling and laughing - the one with the school in the background.
Take a good look...(I'll wait)
Yep, you felt it, didn't you?
You have that little tear in the corner of your eye from the happy memories that started flooding back.