Memory is a funny thing to me. Some days I wonder, “What would life be like if I had no memory of anything in the past?” Other days I wonder, “What if I could remember my soul’s entire past?” And then there are the days where I have this bursting gratitude for each memory I have – it’s as if I’m watching the best movie.
If I lived life without memory and treated each moment with a fresh, blank perspective, I think life would be boundless – almost like a dream. You know when you’re in a dream and you have no idea where it’s going, but you also know, you can take it anywhere you wish? That’s what life would be like, an unknown space of reality and a label-less world ripe with excitement for every moment — it would be like I just arrived here over and over again.
If I could remember my soul’s entire past, this journey, this life, would be so much more clear. I’d have answers, I’d have eternal experiences to learn from, I’d know my soul’s mission and most of all – I’d know who I truly am and what this reality really is. I know this life is not forever and I know my journey started way beyond the day I was born here, but I still have so many questions. In a reality where I knew my soul’s entire history, I would have all those answers.
And on those days when I dwell in my memories and soak in their emotion, I know this journey is perfectly meant to be. I smile at all those experiences that shaped me into the person I am today. I laugh at all those days I took things way too seriously. On those days I lived close to fear, I can look back with love and compassion instead of regret because I am truly grateful for that version of me.
So, in conclusion, the answer is — of course, all. Each perspective on my memory has its paradoxes, and that’s the beauty of this life. There really are no answers, and if there are, those answers are just your beliefs. I believe living life with a few less labels would be peaceful and living life with the knowing in my bones of all my soul’s past would bring me a lot more clarity. And I believe that all my memories shaped me into the me I am today. So, to every version of the past I’ve met – thank you.
Be fearless and free – Ace