A River of Memories
Sep. 21st, 2011 05:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cedar_groveFrom The Book of Awakening: Having the Life You Want by Being Present to the Life You Have.
Often the most useful gift we can give ourselves is to lay our lives open like a river.
I have been blessed with a wonderful chance in the strangest of ways. Irene prevented me from leaving, and now I can go with Mir, (assuming we can find a photographer) to have the pictures taken at Biltmore House, for our anniversary.
As I'm sitting here, thinking of all the things and memories of the time we were there before, on our wedding day, and even before that really, the river of my life becomes full to overflowing with the wonderful feelings, and memories of those feelings, each connected to a thing or to a place. I mention here only a few of those... or I would be here forever...
Glassmine Falls Overlook – I fell in love with that place the moment we went there together. It was an easy decision to make as to where we wanted to have the actual ceremony and whether or not there was water in the fall didn't really enter into it. It was the sense of peace among the vastness of the world. A peace I wanted to permeate my heart the day that Mir and I got married to each other.
Biltmore House and Estate – I always thought it was a beautiful place and the prospect of having our reception there was both exciting and frightening at the same time. How could I possibly hope to fit the majesty and beauty of the place, little old me? And then on the day, just how perfect everything way, from the weather to the environment, to the people in cars, stopping to congratulate us... complimenting us... not that I'm normally so vain as that, just... to feel that... to feel like a princess for just that one day – and now I am going to be able to experience that princess feeling all over again... It's so exciting...
And the dress.. I had my heart set on this dress from the beginning, so when it arrived and was basically unwearable, I was heartbroken. I didn't want any other dress. I wanted the long train, the purple panel, to look beautiful for Mir – especially on that day. The thought of getting into the dress again is special, not only because of being a reminder of our special day, but also because I want to show Mir that kind of beauty again... to transcend anything else that might be going on at the time and just present myself and all the love I feel for her, to Mir. It is all for her and no one else.
All these thoughts and memories flow with the others on my river of life; of memory, and as they bubble and flow, and create new memories of themselves... new memories to share.
A river doesn’t hold all the water
That passes through it.
Often the most useful gift we can give ourselves is to lay our lives open like a river.
I have been blessed with a wonderful chance in the strangest of ways. Irene prevented me from leaving, and now I can go with Mir, (assuming we can find a photographer) to have the pictures taken at Biltmore House, for our anniversary.
As I'm sitting here, thinking of all the things and memories of the time we were there before, on our wedding day, and even before that really, the river of my life becomes full to overflowing with the wonderful feelings, and memories of those feelings, each connected to a thing or to a place. I mention here only a few of those... or I would be here forever...
Glassmine Falls Overlook – I fell in love with that place the moment we went there together. It was an easy decision to make as to where we wanted to have the actual ceremony and whether or not there was water in the fall didn't really enter into it. It was the sense of peace among the vastness of the world. A peace I wanted to permeate my heart the day that Mir and I got married to each other.
Biltmore House and Estate – I always thought it was a beautiful place and the prospect of having our reception there was both exciting and frightening at the same time. How could I possibly hope to fit the majesty and beauty of the place, little old me? And then on the day, just how perfect everything way, from the weather to the environment, to the people in cars, stopping to congratulate us... complimenting us... not that I'm normally so vain as that, just... to feel that... to feel like a princess for just that one day – and now I am going to be able to experience that princess feeling all over again... It's so exciting...
And the dress.. I had my heart set on this dress from the beginning, so when it arrived and was basically unwearable, I was heartbroken. I didn't want any other dress. I wanted the long train, the purple panel, to look beautiful for Mir – especially on that day. The thought of getting into the dress again is special, not only because of being a reminder of our special day, but also because I want to show Mir that kind of beauty again... to transcend anything else that might be going on at the time and just present myself and all the love I feel for her, to Mir. It is all for her and no one else.
All these thoughts and memories flow with the others on my river of life; of memory, and as they bubble and flow, and create new memories of themselves... new memories to share.
