The Remnants of Us

We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there ~ Pascal Mercier

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photo by Grady

We spend a lifetime making memories and we leave a little of ourselves in each memory we make.  A part of us remains with our family, friends, lovers, even passing strangers. We may forget some of these memories but the people we make them with very seldom, if ever, forget. So we should try to make our life stories memorable in the best possible way.

Fragments of our past, like tea leaves in the bottom of a teacup, remain behind to tell a story.  Mostly good ones but some, perhaps, can leave a bad taste in one’s mouth. Try not to be someone’s bad memory.

The Ebb and Flow of Love

You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all― Munia Khan

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photo by Grady

Beneath the apparent calm, is an undercurrent of wild passion in each of us. Like the waves in the sea, love has a tendency to ebb and flow.  There will always be highs and lows in our relationships. The highs, when love fulfills our heart’s desire followed by a natural wane of emotional disconnect. Try to get to that place where you can ride the tide. To rise and fall in harmony with each other. To love and be loved.

Be that grain of sand that feels everything.