Memory is a bit of a double-edge sword. Without it, we would never learn from our mistakes, never improve upon our ability to navigate our environment, or much less survive. And yet, it also takes away something very important to us.
With memory, our senses become dull to the outside world and the beauty that nature beholds in its melting pot of various species, vegetation, mountains, and beaches. Moreover, our successes and failures throughout life have firmly established what we come to know as our identity over the course of time. That identity, and the memories that reinforce it, create separation between us and our true selves. It distances us from our connection with other people through judgement and with the divine through ignorance. In fact, we become obsessed with the things that we need to do that will make our identity stronger. We ask ourselves what the next milestone will be that we need to achieve. Society does a magnificent job of drawing us to the next opportunity to make us feel more accomplished.
And yet we lose focus.
We turn a blind eye to the bigger picture – that there are processes that are happening all around us and have been set in motion by an intelligence far greater than ourselves. Our memory says that this is nothing new. But to quote Dan Millman, “There are no ordinary moments.”
So, if I may paraphrase T.S. Eliot, let us come back to the place from whence we came and know it for the first time.