April 9, 2015

Write to Remember





Growth is the only evidence of life.
John Henry Newman

 I've evolved - and I didn't even see it happening!

I read a post on a friends blog that mentioned The Phoenix rising from the ashes. I was immediately reminded me of a post I'd written some time ago titled Channeling Your Inner Phoenix. I went back and re-read what I'd written there. What an odd experience!

The words, though mine, seemed to have been written by someone else. They were! They were the words of the person I was on that day - and only that day.  I'll never be that person again and wasn't that person the day before the post was written. 

Knowing this makes writing all the more important. Our writing becomes the history of who we've been. It keeps us from forgetting all of those selves whose husks we've shed as we're daily reborn. Our writing serves as a way to witness our own evolution - to measure our growth or lack thereof. It holds the secrets to mistakes we don't need to repeat. Like an old friend who knows us well, our writing can guide us in the future using experience from our otherwise forgotten pasts.
 

If you just blinked, you've evolved!


Each experience colors us in some way. One day causes deep violent stokes while another  may add only muted hues or subtle highlights. There are even days where the canvas has been covered over - primed - and ready to start from scratch.

I suppose I've always been aware of the nature of our transience but it had never been so clear to me that this day - today - is the only day like it I'll ever have. I won't be the same when I wake up tomorrow. The world will have changed around me completely and it's actually sameness that's the illusion.

This experience has given a fresh A-ha to the quote I have on the wall beside my desk attributed as a Sanskrit proverb:
 

Look to this day,
for it is life,
the very life of life.
In it’s brief course
lie all the realities and verities of existence,
the bliss of growth, the splendor of action, the glory of power,
for yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow only a vision
but this day, well lived,
makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
and every tomorrow a vision of hope
so, therefore, look to this day! 


I like another quote that read: 

"If you're life is worth living, it's worth writing about." 

It may not be a blog or a book that works for you. You don't need to write a play or a made for TV series to immortalize your experience. It can be something as simple as a journal kept as often as you feel you have something important to remember or share with those who come after you. Each life has purpose and meaning. I can't learn everything myself so I'm counting on you to fill in the gaps!

We'd like to believe we'll never forget our most precious moments and experiences, but I can promise you that we will and what a shame. That doesn't have to be the case because:

The faintest ink is better than the sharpest memory. -Unknown

Look To This Day

Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of achievement
Are but experiences of time.

For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/Look-To-This-Day#sthash.sHCzRGCN.dpuf
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of achievement
Are but experiences of time.

For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/Look-To-This-Day#sthash.sHCzRGCN.dpuf

Look To This Day

Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of achievement
Are but experiences of time.

For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/Look-To-This-Day#sthash.sHCzRGCN.dpuf

Look To This Day

Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
In its brief course
Lie all the verities and realities of your existence.
The bliss of growth,
The glory of action,
The splendour of achievement
Are but experiences of time.

For yesterday is but a dream
And tomorrow is only a vision;
And today well-lived, makes
Yesterday a dream of happiness
And every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well therefore to this day;
Such is the salutation to the ever-new dawn!
- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/Look-To-This-Day#sthash.sHCzRGCN.dpuf


Today I'll evolve - but this time I'll be watching for it and I'll write about it so I'll never forget. Will you?

10 comments:

  1. Another thought-provoking post Anita! Wonderfully stated – “our writing becomes a history of who we’ve been”. It is human nature to want to immortalize our experiences and our existence in some way. As much as some of us value writing, I noticed, particularly with my kids that they prefer ‘life logging’ through social media, photos, videos and various smartphone apps. They are too “rushed” to take the time to write. I’m glad you like to write; I like to read what you write. :)

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    1. Thank you Kate. I appreciate you as a reader. I understand what you mean about our children not writing but I'm glad they are at least preserving their memories somehow. If not for Facebook and Instagram I may never know what my kids were up to! Everything does seem rushed. I can remember when I thought cooking a hotdog in minute was AMAZING! Now I'm like HURRY UP ALREADY! What's the hurry?

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  2. I've had that experience, too. I find it a bit uncomfortable to tweet blog posts that, in their day, were very ME and in tune with where I was yet now I don't recognize her as easily. But I embrace the growth and since I never know what others will find useful, I still share them. But I do cringe a bit!

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    1. What's even funnier to consider Val, is that one day I'll probably cringe at this post - at least I hope so. It'll mean I'm still growing. So glad you get that and also that your old work is still of value. Thanks for reading!

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  3. Delicious and nutritious. An important spiritual reminder--and on that note I'm going out for an evening walk. Thank you, Anita. I look forward to sharing this.

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    1. Thank YOU Elaine! Just returned from my evening walk! Hope yours was as enjoyable as mine. :)

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  4. You are so brilliant and awesome! Oh my gosh, you were so spot on. I've kept journals most of my life (with the exception of about a 10 year gap) and I am fascinated when I read through things I wrote that I don't ever remember thinking or feeling. But having myself on paper, makes it real and true. If it weren't for my journals, I wouldn't have the blog I have. I reference it all the time to re-tell my life story. (I'm going to be in trouble when I get to that 10 year gap and have to write simply based on memory and maybe sorting through old emails, Lol.) It's empowering to see where I once was; who I once was and how far I've come. My hope is to someday inspire my children to see that no matter what curve balls life throws you, we have a choice in how we transcend adversity. And I loved all the quotes! Hugs, Anita!

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    1. Thank you Jackie but you might not think I'm so brilliant if you read my journals! :) glad you see the value too!

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    2. I wanted to tell you...when I read this, I thought "Oh, I read a blog post with a phoenix title once." Afterward, I realized it was YOURS. haha!

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