Memory is also fickle. She must be wooed and courted if she is to succumb to our charms.
Something More by Sarah Ban Breathnach
- Maybe it is important to know that it remains a challenge to recover memories. They do not want to surface easily. Most days I pull on them, pull and pull until they smash through some hard barrier. Often I get to exhausted with all my pulling. How challenging it must be for those with memories that want to be forgotten.
- My journey through memoir writing is affecting me in some amazing areas. One night this past week I was really upset. The kind of upset that would cause me to run to the city to blow off steam. Instead I grabbed my journal, out of the ordinary for me to sit still to write when I am so upset, and went to my room. Instinctively I knew just how to write out my frustrations. I wrote a letter to the culprit that knew what buttons to push. I was very happy that my body and heart just took over and left my mind/ego behind to catch up with what is going on.
- It is up to me to calm down the stresses I put on myself that prevent me from meeting my goals. I remain my enemy and it interferes with my writing.
- It feels like an awesome responsiblity to hold someone else’s story. I asked some of my friends this week if I could post a few stories about them on the internet cause I didn’t want to use pseudo names. The ones I asked said yes. Now I feel stress. Wow. They have put my version of their past in my trust. Now I am nervous.