The last post from me was a struggle. I attended my daughter's graduation and felt full of words to share. However, by the time I got to a computer, my brain had filed away everything I had wanted to share in the recesses of my memory.
It has been my experience that my memory works with pin pricks and gaping holes. I remember a scant bit of something - an aroma, a color in my periphery or a word without knowing the voice OR a flood of every detail and hours of replay footage distracting me from the matter at hand. Nothing in between.
So, here is a look into the the pin pricks of my memory:
During the graduation, it was said to know both the president and the janitor. After sharing his anecdote about the hard work he did and milestones leading to becoming the director of a prestigious dance company, he reminded us to remember those things that bring us to the place in which we find ourselves at the very moment we reflect on our past. His advice was to know both the president and the janitor; because knowing the president of the dance company provided him with the opportunity, but knowing the person with the key was as important.
Now I must admit that I'm not sure if he was being metaphoric or literal. Like I said in my previous post, I had a ton of stuff I was trying to remember for later use and then my memory stuffed away the information without letting me explore the depth of the words.
This morning I have to get myself to my office to clean up a mess that happened months ago. (It is the nature of my job.) I have no recollection of the things that happened to make the mess, but the mess remains and must be cleaned up. In other words, I haven't a clue where to begin. Honestly, this is the last thing I want to do with a sunny Saturday; but there is no more time for me to push the mess aside and pretend it does not exist. And I am hoping the pin prick of memory opens wide to help me in sorting through it.
I've heard in my life, there is nothing so messy it cannot be cleaned up. However, when you're in the mess, it's a pretty daunting task to begin that first sweep. But knowing the folks who can help you clean up is a pretty big deal. Knowing the president who may walk in with accolades that encourage folks to be a greater part of the organization is great; but knowing the janitor who may walk in and help you sweep up all the messes made along the way is the key that provides strength to keep going.
It has been my experience that my memory works with pin pricks and gaping holes. I remember a scant bit of something - an aroma, a color in my periphery or a word without knowing the voice OR a flood of every detail and hours of replay footage distracting me from the matter at hand. Nothing in between.
So, here is a look into the the pin pricks of my memory:
During the graduation, it was said to know both the president and the janitor. After sharing his anecdote about the hard work he did and milestones leading to becoming the director of a prestigious dance company, he reminded us to remember those things that bring us to the place in which we find ourselves at the very moment we reflect on our past. His advice was to know both the president and the janitor; because knowing the president of the dance company provided him with the opportunity, but knowing the person with the key was as important.
Now I must admit that I'm not sure if he was being metaphoric or literal. Like I said in my previous post, I had a ton of stuff I was trying to remember for later use and then my memory stuffed away the information without letting me explore the depth of the words.
This morning I have to get myself to my office to clean up a mess that happened months ago. (It is the nature of my job.) I have no recollection of the things that happened to make the mess, but the mess remains and must be cleaned up. In other words, I haven't a clue where to begin. Honestly, this is the last thing I want to do with a sunny Saturday; but there is no more time for me to push the mess aside and pretend it does not exist. And I am hoping the pin prick of memory opens wide to help me in sorting through it.
I've heard in my life, there is nothing so messy it cannot be cleaned up. However, when you're in the mess, it's a pretty daunting task to begin that first sweep. But knowing the folks who can help you clean up is a pretty big deal. Knowing the president who may walk in with accolades that encourage folks to be a greater part of the organization is great; but knowing the janitor who may walk in and help you sweep up all the messes made along the way is the key that provides strength to keep going.
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