recollections, flashbacks, memory.
When they happen, it is a good idea to log it in a journal or diary, which I often do. Somehow each one of these is like a puzzle piece to that final picture or a thread to some hidden story. For me, these flashbacks or recollections are often triggered by smells and sounds, sometimes color, other times strong feelings, and once in a while quick snapshots or small pieces of images from the past. What is odd, some of it is perfectly clear, while other items remain a mystery. I often feel, if I walked that same street or sidewalk, or looked at a photo from that time, it might trigger another important part of the story.
The mind is a weird and wonderful thing. Those strong sense memories stored away until current similar items or thoughts call them up. Somewhere there is a new part of a story that was not fully available until life's experiences happen to help define what happened previously when one is too young to understand.
Does it matter? In some cases, yes, it is a point where something locked up in the past may have had a strong impact on how one conducts living. Will it make a big difference, no, I do not believe so, though whatever those fuzzy items are still nag to be uncovered or understood, like a fine mystery novel. The interesting or odd spots over the years, seem to all thread through or back to that same spot with common items over the years... it is all connected in some way, and at some point in time, it might all be clearer. I have no idea if this makes much sense at all, but it happened to be of interest today.
anamnesia, mental sensing and remembering like the smell of grasses on a hot summer day. Or the crisp clear smell and sting of snow on a winter day. [I see you may be getting a fine nor'easter.] I miss the smell of snow, but soon we should have our own.
Posted by Holly at December 6, 2003 12:55 PM | TrackBack