As I move through this plane, my purpose in it is to remember. I remember thinking, as a very young child, that one day I’d have to heal the wounds of my experiences. I remember those thoughts becoming more distant, as I put them away for a while. I remember Daphne, in college, telling me that what I was experiencing was my own creation. I remember standing in the street with her, listening, and being grateful for her presence.
A few years went by and I carried the memory of that conversation with me. Something had clicked within, but it took a little longer for me to take the next big step. I remember traveling to New York City for the first time, and how I felt so open every time I went back, during my last year of Law School. I remember brown eyes looking at me from the other side of the amphitheater and later asking me if I remembered them. I decided to take the big step.
A couple of years later I started seeing a therapist, Cecilia. I only saw her a few times, but I remember how she helped me go back further than I had ever been. I remember dreaming about Cecilia, asking her to help me, and how she gently let me know that I had to seek that guidance elsewhere. I remember finding that guidance in many forms, in the gentlest human bird and in more spirit guides than I would’ve thought.
I remember buying my first camera, by now I’m living in New York City. I remember old rusty bicycles in my frame, one long cable pulling them all together. I remember seeing my mind at work, receiving the message of connection effortlessly.
I remember seeing the trees, and the flowers and the leaves. I remember channeling my first poem after seeing the eleven rays of the sun in a poppy. After years of trying to write a story, I remember writing my story in my own voice. I remember how, some time before that, after sharing my frustration, my therapist told me that the healing work I was doing would lead me to write in the same way I made images, effortlessly.
And I’ll continue to remember and go back to remind myself of what I am until I arrive at the beginning, where my true nature lies. Will you join me in remembering?