The mind is a wonderful and fascinating thing. To know that we have a rolodex in our brain that can collate, file, and record every circumstance and experience that we have gone through is both an amazing gift and an eternal tormentor at the same time.
When we encounter circumstances in life that challenge, and hurt, we perseverate, these experiences within our mind and memory for a time. In doing so we torture our current existence and limit our existence daily for a time, in short we are there, but we are not there. We are both present and absent, hearing, but not listening, living yet, dieing to self for a time. The movies are horrors, and the reviews are endless and played back continuously for a time, if we allow.
In these times if one takes the time to consciously think about and go to the file of good memories and experiences and attempt to align it side by side with the bad, and push play, eventually the good will win out. The days will come back into focus, life will resume as it always has, and hope and faith will once again rule.
Whenever I have had a good experience in life, I try to compartmentalize that in its own file cabinet, separate from the other. Here in this cabinet life truly exists, comforts, and renews, here life is as it should be, a wonderful adventure with us as wandering optimistic tourists.
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