A man cannot free himself from the past more easily than he can from his own body. It is strapped to our backs. I cannot see it; but I always feel it. When we retrospect, no matter what we do, for those few moments, we live within the confines of our mind. The mind which holds a multitude of thoughts, memories; good and the not so good, frightening and the not so frightening, triumphs and failures, ones that make you smile and ones that make you frown.
And so today, my thoughts dug deep within the realms of my past and lo and behold! I was smiling for a moment and sad for another, laughing for one, frowning for another, thinking hard for one and thoughtless for another… until the brief moment that there was a knock on the window. The window of my car that I had been driving for the past hour. While I looked at the night outside, a reflection caught my attention glowing within the shines of oncoming lights.
Reflections of yesterday, this day, of that year gone by, within the tears that had so unfaithfully rolled down my eyes.
And today, what I know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring me to this very moment. And this is the moment I can choose to make everything new. Right now. This day, today!
