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Memory & Time: Thought for the Day

“Memory collapses time, novelty unfolds it.

You can exercise daily and eat healthy, and live a long life, while experiencing a short one.  If you spend your life sitting in a cubicle and passing papers, one day is bound to blend unmemorably into the next – and disappear. That’s why it’s important to change routines regularly, and take vacations to exotic locales, and have as many new experiences as possible that can serve to anchor our memories.  Creating new memories stretches our psychological time, and lengthens our perceptions of our lives” (77).

from Moonwalking with Einstein: The Art & Science of Remembering Everything by Joshua Foer

In a summary of the book, Amazon notes, “On average, people squander forty days annually compensating for things they’ve forgotten. Joshua Foer used to be one of those people. But after a year of memory training, he found himself in the finals of the U.S. Memory Championship. Even more important, Foer found a vital truth we too often forget: In every way that matters, we are the sum of our memories.”

from: <https://www.amazon.com/Moonwalking-Einstein-Science-Remembering-Everything/dp/159420229X/ref=tmm_hrd_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=

So do something beyond your routine: read a book – maybe this one, hike a new path, talk to someone outside your circle . . .   Make today – and tomorrow – memorable.

Aloha, Renée

P.S.  Thanks for recommending this book, Esther.

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Thought for the Day: Memory — and Loss

 

“Memory is the sense of loss, and loss pulls us after it. God Himself was pulled after us into the vortex we made when we fell, or so the story goes. And while He was on earth He mended families. He gave Lazarus back to his mother, and to the centurion he gave his daughter again. He even restored the severed ear of the soldier who came to arrest Him—a fact that allows us to hope the resurrection will reflect a considerable attention to detail. Yet this was no more than tinkering. Being man He felt the pull of death, and being God He must have wondered more than we do what it would be like. He is known to have walked upon water, but He was not born to drown.

Sea of Galilee - Israel

                            Sea of Galilee – Israel

And when He did die it was sad—such a young man, so full of promise, and His mother wept and His friends could not believe the loss, and the story spread everywhere and the mourning would not be comforted, until He was so sharply lacked and so powerfully remembered that his friends felt Him beside them as they walked along the road, and saw someone cooking fish on the shore and knew it to be Him, and sat down to supper with Him, all wounded as He was. There is so little to remember of anyone—an anecdote, a conversation at table. But every memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stoke our hair with dreaming, habitual fondness, not having meant to keep us waiting long”  –

From Housekeeping by Marilynne Robinson, p. 194-195.

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                                  At the Church of Heptapegon — The Seven Springs, Israel

http://www.amazon.com/Housekeeping-A-Novel-Marilynne-Robinson/dp/0312424094

 

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Aloha,

Renée

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