Back to the Future....

In the back of my mind I have memories – they play in my head, projected onto my mind’s eye. These memories are triggered by any number of things – transporting me back to a ‘time/place and I can feel those same feelings surrounding the ‘event’ – even if it’s a different event – even without impetus. Somedays, I have my ‘Toronto’ memories playing – triggered by certain smells, or music, or just a ‘feeling’ out of random that takes me back to the times I spent in Toronto. Somedays it’s revisiting memories of my childhood – I call them my ‘Pittsburgh’ memories. Somedays it’s my ‘Galveston/Houston/New Orleans’ memories that come a calling...

Lately, I’ve been transported by the smell of fires burning…it’s fall now, bordering on the start of the winter season and people are burning fires in their hearths after coming in from raking up the fall leaves. The mornings are crisp and clear – the nights becoming colder yet the brilliance of the stars twinkle against the velvet dark backdrop of the night-time sky. The smell of burning wood fires evokes feelings of lying beside a fire – being with the person I love – making love – holding each other – keeping the cold and the night at bay.

I don’t want to write a revisionist history – I have so much going on right now that gives me joy. Yet I want to ‘hold on’ to the memories for I gather comfort and yes even strength from those images burned into my psyche. I also want to take the memories and create new scenarios – I have the desire to take my love to such places to show him ‘my life’/’my memories’ to give him just a glimpse into what helped ‘shape’ who I am today, to share places/times together and make new memories...

“Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.”

John Lennon, "Beautiful Boy"English singer & songwriter (1940 - 1980)

I want to busy myself with the living of my life and I want someone by my side to share the wonders of it all...