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Friday, July 29, 2011

A River of Stones: July 29


A Small Stone:
A spoonful of mint-chocolate chip ice cream before bed last night for a sore throat transported me through time and space to my parent’s kitchen. My Nana standing in a housecoat, opening the white freezer door to take out the cardboard container of Briar’s, her favorite, and therefore ours too as children. My own mother is now older than hers was when she slipped from this world into the next, a morning indelible in my mind as an eleven year old. I miss my Nana still and feel her closeness in moments like this. I am ever so grateful that my girls have their Nana still to love them and teach them from her wise, kind heart. (She also loves mint-chocolate chip ice cream!) 
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Upon Reflection:

It is a miraculous phenomenon, is it not, that a scent or taste, sound, sight or a tactile experience can simultaneously hold us in a present experience of a past reminiscence?  And then suddenly we are cast into the future, worried about a loss that we've yet to meet. To be human is a complex and extraordinary gift, the mind and heart impossible to harness, wondrous to view, thrilling, frightening, beautiful, healing to live through with as much humility and wisdom as possible from the inside.

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23 comments:

  1. Odd, isn't it, how many memories are tied to food? Perhaps because it's one of the basic ways we offer comfort to one another.

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  2. what a sweet memory thru the generations.

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  3. Wonderful memories. My Nana made the best chocolate cake ever, and I think of her every time I eat a piece.

    I really like the photo Laura, murky but you can still make out what it is. A lot like memories.

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  4. Laura, this is such a beautiful post, so rich with love. Hugs.
    xoxo

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  5. Beautiful reflection, Laura. It's pistachio ice cream that triggers sweet memories for me. We all have so much to be grateful for. :)

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  6. In this writing, you have touched on a very delicate and important topic. It's true that a certain insignificant detail can transport us to a different time.

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  7. Mais c'est la madeleine de Proust, ce billet... :p

    Interesting choice of picture, though.

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  8. Great memories of the mint chocolate chip ice cream. I have no idea why the mind skips from the present to the past and then into the future but, for sure, it's part of the miracle of being human.

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  9. I know just what you mean, a dated reaction, brought back through our senses. They are often very powerful.

    Blessings dear one of courage and kindness.

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  10. Lovely thoughts and memories...I smelled chicken soup earlier and it reminded me of howmy mother used to make chicken soup from leftover chicken bones. So many memories come from smells :o)

    I'm sorry I haven't been around in a few days, I've had a very busy week!!!

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  11. So many memories spring forth at a scent, a word, a faded photograph.
    LOVED your post! You have such beautiful insight. :)

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  12. A different kind of reflection! I like it. :)

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  13. So very true, with me it tends to be music!

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  14. The heart and mind impossible to harness....true and wise my friend !

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  15. all of our senses ignite our memories!!

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  16. I miss my Nana too and she's been gone a long time
    little things always make me hear her voice
    I hope my granddaughter feels the same one day

    lovely post

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  17. So very true I don't know why I do remember certain food that I believe I only eat once and it was cooked by my mom. I wonder why I couldn't forget it I tried to recreate but couldn't do it. Some events in our life is worth reminiscing and I do it sometimes though sometimes I end up crying and sad ^_^ Hey chocolate mint chips is my favorite ice cream flavor too!!

    Sunset reflection

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  18. I think mint chocolate chip was a must have in every grandmother freezer. Great reflection.

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  19. ah yes
    a taste, smell, sound, are such strong memory cues
    sounds like a love of a certain flavoured icecream is genetic for you guys :)

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  20. Those moments of memory are so special, and while I would like to hold onto them I have to let them go so I will hold them again another day. Complex and extraordinary are two of the best words I've heard describe what it means to be human.

    *My word verification is "ablie" - Confirmation we are able:)

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  21. It's different! I like it... thanks for sharing this.

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  22. Life is lived (or should be) in the moment. I like the peace of this image.

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