Exploring Memories and Self-Discovery
Rooted Raven Community,
Today, I want to delve into a topic close to my heart—our memories. Not in a scientific sense, but as a reflection on how we recall and process them, especially those darker, traumatic memories that linger. It’s fascinating and somewhat disheartening how, despite our best efforts, the mind often brings these difficult memories to the forefront. This isn’t coming from a place of expertise, but from my own experiences and personal understanding of memories and their power over our present state.
As I read a book on mindfulness, the author shared an exercise in memory recall aimed at being present. This suggestion instantly brought a deeply cherished memory of my mother and me, tending to a little garden. It was a place where wonder and connection flourished, a peaceful oasis where roly-poly bugs, red racer snakes, and other harmless creatures created a tiny world of discovery. That memory wasn’t just a recollection; it was a bridge to a simpler, happier time, filling me with joy even amid grief.
For many, including myself, these moments with loved ones who’ve passed become treasures that sustain us. While driving home, tears blurred my vision as this memory surfaced, forcing me to snap back to the present, not out of choice but necessity. That bittersweet remembrance reminded me of the resilience we need when old grief resurfaces. Yet, it also showed me the potential of
consciously accessing these joyful memories to pull ourselves through dark moments.
One lesson I’ve taken from this experience is the importance of nurturing that inner child—the curious, adventurous spirit we all once embraced. As I relive memories of dancing uninhibited in my front yard, belting out “Zip-a-Dee-Doo
Dah” in my little-girl voice, I remember how deeply I wanted to be seen and celebrated. I see now that my curiosity and zest for learning were seeds planted in those early years, growing into the passion and determination I carry today.
Memories like these are reminders of the person I once was and the qualities I want to cultivate. They’re pieces of a puzzle, helping me reclaim that playful, fearless self. But what’s striking is how society often dulls this curiosity in adults. We’re conditioned to believe that moving from one interest to another signifies lack of commitment, rather than recognizing it as a profound engagement with life’s endless possibilities. We grow to fear judgment, equating curiosity with distraction or irresponsibility. Yet, I’m learning to see this curiosity not as a flaw but as a strength—a vital part of my identity and something I cherish deeply.
Through these reflections, I realize that memories aren’t just for nostalgia; they’re tools for healing and growth. Recalling them can provide insight, rekindle joy, and offer us moments of calm amid life’s storms. This practice of intentional recall helps me feel connected to my roots, to my family, and to the child I was. It’s a practice I’m now weaving into my journey, and I hope it inspires you to explore your own memories with a gentle curiosity.
Our memories also serve as powerful guides, helping us understand the person we need to be today. In sharing these with each other, we find community and deepen our collective wisdom. I encourage each of you to take moments to sit with your memories. Discover the lessons they hold, not just the ones we’ve been taught to remember but the quieter, often overlooked ones that reveal our
strengths and our vulnerabilities.
Let’s keep engaging in this practice together. I’m grateful to walk this journey with each of you and look forward to hearing about the memories you cherish and the lessons they bring.
