Noticing favorite pictures that made grooves in my mind over the years.
Flashes from long ago… dark cellars… playing in bed… favorite stuffed toy.
The world was much bigger then and I was much smaller.
Seeing patterns/themes, ages/periods, falling away, making the whole.
A life lived without regret ’cause that would be harmful… useless.
Remembering… re-membering… being the one behind the eyes participating and observing my life, all life.
Eyes wide open