Memory maps the landscape of our lives, impacting our relationships and grounding us in reality. It affects behaviour and attitude. It influences decisions; it shapes character and personality. It inspires gratitude and fuels worship. It gives meaning to objects and experiences, creating associations with the present and connecting us to the past. No wonder we worry about forgetting.
My memories are such fragile things, and yet desperately important to me. They can be vague, hard to explain, like trying to recount a dream. They can be incredibly detailed in one aspect and muddled in the next. Yet without them I am not sure who I am, or what has got me to this … Continue reading windows in my mind
Oh, goodness-gracious-galloping-me. It's November. Haven't I been lax at blogging? Autumn always gets hectic. September feels like a lurch into action and it keeps getting busier and busier. I've been editing, doing lots at a church, writing when I get a minute, as well as trying to fit in time to see friends, etc. As … Continue reading November already?