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WHAT IS CALLING OUT FOR REMEMBRANCE TODAY?
My accomplishments, strength & courage is calling out to be recognized today. I have spent many days focusing on what I have to be doing and what Im doing wrong, also the need to do more with that being said, I am in the process of rewiring my mind to be peaceful and relaxed vs rushed and anxious.
That amidst all the fog of what was, what could have been or what might be, there is here, now. And that is something I forget and remember many times in the day, the more the merrier because when I remember I am here.
Today evokes nothing for me. But the question itself brings to mind the many people who have had my back over the years, including many for whom it must have been a thankless watch.
It’s extremely hard to think about her and not get upset, But today I will remember the amazing women she was…
Mother Earth and all her flora, fauna and creatures …
Since 9/11 was just two days ago, today is a good day to remember the victims of those horrible attacks, as well as the first responders who risked their own lives to save others. It’s also good to remember the Muslim community, which, unfortunately, has often been scapegoated for the attacks, even though an Islamic extremist group like al-Qaeda clearly does not reflect an entire religious group.
Bad things need to be felt, remembered, forgiven and healed in order for them to come out of us, allowing us then to be our truest and freest selves.
Remembrance means the past. And for me goIng back there s well as 👀 what may happen in the future can bring out personal issues for me. When we do look at the past, I do tend to look at the happy and good times, but often the bad things pop up. That’s why my current strategy is to look and live in the present, yes remember the past but let go the bad things and try not to guess. What the future will bring..
Loved ones who have passed away.
I can always change my mind. 🧚♀️
For me, the past is best left in the past. I cannot change it and I often find myself wondering how accurate those memories actually are anyway. I suspect every time I rerun them, they get rewritten a little.
Life is lived in the here and now, so my mantra is “This second”. So, my remembrance is, “now”.
My memories can be quite torturous. I suppose i can keep in mind that memory is part imagination.
Dear dcdeb, that’s a sad sort of memories. Warm wishes to you, and may your memories get better!
The floor for me to get a new mop
The kindness of my father, who lived to help others, especially his family.
Remembrance can help or hinder us. Sometimes it is the human thing to keep a loss or wound alive, like picking at a scab, preventing it from healing. In my own family we have seen a wound mythologized in this way, and expanded and made worse. It takes concerted effort to reconstruct the truth and not exaggerate it.
And then there is the powerful tool of “reframing,” a deliberate selection of memory and placing memory into a healing context. So when I ask myself, “What is calling out for remembrance?” I proceed thoughtfully, with some caution.
When my parents died, I deliberately chose not to remember the dates of the anniversary of their deaths. Anniversaries of sad events can be very hard on people and we already had an unfortunate family anniversary, that took decades to heal. I did not want more of that kind of remembrance. So instead, on my parents birthdays, I try to do something they liked to do, and I do this every year, and also for my sister on her birthday. This keeps the remembrance positive, and it feeds my spirit instead of taps it.
Two days ago was the anniversary of 9/11, something which affected us all to different degrees. My brother was on an American flight which left Logan airport in the very same hour as the other American plane which left that hour to go to its fate. It could have been us. We were lucky. But I choose not to observe the remembrance of 9/11, and I turn off the news the day before and day of, so that I would not feel sad or stressed. That’s just me. I find it easier. There is no one right choice. We must all find our own way.
But I do like, as much as I’m able to, feed the positive and let go of the negative.
“Inside of me there are two dogs. One is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. When asked which one wins I answer, the one I feed the most.”
― Sitting Bull
With remembrance, I like as much as I am able, to play with the happy dog, and let the one that hangs onto sad things have a much deserved rest.
What is calling out to me, today? Nothing. This day calls out for me to enjoy it.
Excellent writing Holly. Thank you.
Thank you, Dear Holly, for reminding me of the wonderful quote! Maybe I’ll share it with my granddaughters when I see them next weekend 🙂
Your response is wise Holly. My family also mythologizes wounds – I appreciate the cogent language. Thank you for giving me a thread to pull on.
Thank you, all, my gentle friends. ❤
To make peace with the one who you’ve drifted apart from, be it for your own peace of mind or simply because.
Our tiny friend, Elmer, a nearly-deceased kitten we found in a storm drain 18 years ago and hand-fed into life, from about 3 weeks of age. He fit in the palm of my hand. He was a feral cat, but he took to us–as much as cats do! He was willful, mischievous, fierce, occasionally docile and snuggly, and a loyal friend and companion for my husband, our gardener, He slept next to my husband every night. They had a stormy relationship since Elmer was always getting into fights, but in the end, this little cat just wanted to be right next to my husband again against his chest. I’ve heard pets called “voluntary tragedies” and we are so thankful to have opened our hearts to that little rascal, though it hurts to lose him. What a great life we offered him.
Sorry for your loss Vicki. Pets are family.
Grief. In order to have grief, you have to have loved, or at the very least, cared about someone or something.
Last week would have been a celebration of one of my children’s birthdays. Rob would have been 46 years old. And yesterday would have been my late husband’s birthday.
It was also my daughter’s birthday, so I don’t openly mourn because I would never ruin her birthday. I do, however, mourn much on the day of their birthdays. Some years are easier than others. This year is hard. Grief has its own timeline.
Remembering our good times can be a comfort, but grieving needs to happen as well. Next week is my other sons birthday, and all will be well by then. I will have done my grieving.
No replies are wanted.
I just needed to share and acknowledge the losses. Acknowledging is important…… that these two souls walked this earth, and were deeply loved. Still are.
Please feel embraced, Mary Pat 💞.
My heart hears your heart, Mary Pat. Blessings to you and your family.
“All comes from within. The world in which you live is not projected onto you, but by you.”
For me, personally, what’s calling out is the confidence and composure I had for my last panel interview when I moved up into leadership almost a year and a half ago. I will be paneling again for a new, higher leadership role in another department the last week of this month. I’ve already experienced a little anxiety thinking about it, but I know I can do it and I know I can do it well. I need to remember that, and take that piece of strength into the next few weeks with me.
That it is a new day for students. That it is September and I need to take care of me. That my daughter needs compassion when she is stuck at home quarantining over something that she has no control over. That my son needs to have fun! That my daughter is trying to figure out who she is – so if I don’t always like her behaviour – that is okay. That my son is gently trying to reengage with his social network. That my husband has a new job…and it is stressful for him.
Sending you the love of a grandmotherly great aunt. I have no children and worked for over 20 years as a pediatric nurse. I have never lost my deep respect for the incredible courage parents have at every step of their children’s lives. With you.
Manhattan was my home. I moved to Maine nine months before 9/11. My friends and colleagues were there that tragic day. I drove from Maine two weeks later to see those I loved, and as I entered the West Side Highway, the sole, eerie reminder of the razed Towers was a steely plume of smoke still spewing as it hovered over the Highway and Hudson River. I remember the tanks, military weapons, and unimaginable silence in the streets. And, I remember that we were united as a nation with no red or blue states, no bias towards color or religion, no hate speech, but just love and support as the world mourned with us.
Any of these National Days for today:
SEPTEMBER 13, 2021 | NATIONAL KIDS TAKE OVER THE KITCHEN DAY | NATIONAL PEANUT DAY | DAY OF THE PROGRAMMER | NATIONAL BALD IS BEAUTIFUL DAY | NATIONAL BOSS/EMPLOYEE EXCHANGE DAY | UNCLE SAM DAY | NATIONAL CELIAC DISEASE AWARENESS DAY
Thank you, Michele, for that delightful list!
As a US citizen, I can’t help but feel that today’s question is two days late. Having just observed the twenty-year anniversary of 9/11, my mind and heart are still dwelling with memories and feelings of that horrific day.
I agree! I was starting to think that I was obsessing about 9/11. I see that I am still grieving.
The practice in the Benedictine houses I studied and lived of Vigil. One of the daily prayer times of the Divine Office, occurring in the very early hours of the morning. In silence the brothers gather in the chapel like watchmen or sentinels. For long stretches of the office we meditate, focus, listen. The chanting is almost eerie and yet so deeply comforting. It was palpable how the effort seemed to call together the forces for good. And knowing that at this very moment, as I type this, they are even now holding us and the world together in the predawn darkness.
Thank you, Howie – beautiful!
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