{"id":4062,"date":"2015-07-02T00:06:52","date_gmt":"2015-07-02T04:06:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=4062"},"modified":"2015-07-02T00:08:24","modified_gmt":"2015-07-02T04:08:24","slug":"long-ago-not-far-away","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/?p=4062","title":{"rendered":"Long ago, not far away…"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"standatrays\"<\/a> \"innertuby\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Tonight, I was reminded of being a little girl.<\/p>\n

I like those times\u2026 when something, or someone, spawns a memory.\u00a0 Especially a fond memory.<\/p>\n

In this case, the recollection I had was of my Aunt Mary, and my Cousin Timmy, and being up at Indian Lake.\u00a0 You see, tonight we had dinner with some friends who live at Lake Lakengren.\u00a0 After a marvelous meal, we took a boat ride out on the lake.\u00a0 We had a pretty fabulous time.<\/p>\n

But it was that Pontoon Boat ride, along those shores of the lake, that reminded me of that cherished childhood memory.\u00a0 So long ago.\u00a0 So very far gone from the physicality of it.<\/p>\n

My Aunt Mary died when I was about 9 or 10.\u00a0 Her son, Tim, was a year younger than I.\u00a0 That part was profoundly sad.<\/p>\n

But prior to her death, there were a lot of good early memories\u2026 of playing at the lake house, and on those rickety old roads of Russell\u2019s Point, Ohio.\u00a0\u00a0 Great visions of being out on the lake and one of my uncles, or cousins, letting me steer the boat.\u00a0 Ah, the need for speed…. at such a young age.<\/p>\n

The sound of the water lapping on the docks\u2026 or the quiet of those same waves, finding their way to the boat\u2026 when the motor was cut off, and we would just drift along in the lake.<\/p>\n

The sights, and the sounds, and the smells\u2026 all came rushing back to me\u2026. as I sat there tonight\u2026 in my 51-year-old-body\u2026.. with my mind dancing back to 45 years ago.\u00a0 Back….. back…. to when I didn\u2019t know what was in hotdogs\u2026 and I loved it that way, because they tasted SO good when we got back to the lake house.\u00a0 Those roasted hotdogs, with a fistful of Lay\u2019s Potato Chips.<\/p>\n

And the feeling in my heart right now, which is very dual in its awareness\u2026 in its emotions.\u00a0 Feeling both love, and loss, at the same time\u2026. for THAT time\u2026 so very long ago.<\/p>\n

It is a popular belief right now\u2026 that \u201cliving in the moment\u201d and \u201cmindfulness in the moment\u201d is important.\u00a0 And I agree.\u00a0 But there are also frequent references to \u201cliving in the present, because the past is gone, and the future is not ours.\u201d\u2026. and such.<\/p>\n

But I wonder.\u00a0 I know for me, the past is still very much a part of my life.\u00a0 It is where all the lessons I have learned were born.\u00a0 And and all the experiences…. which have led to this one… where made in the past.\u00a0 And the memories of that history are very real\u2026 not gone forever.\u00a0 As for the future\u2026 there are certainly no guarantees.\u00a0 But that is where our hopes, and our dreams are residing… in waiting.<\/p>\n

Today truly is all we have\u2026 this very moment.\u00a0 But contained in that moment is the continuum of the infinity of time.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

What matters is to live in the present, live now, for every moment is now. It is your thoughts and acts of the moment that create your future. The outline of your future path already exists, for you created its pattern by your past.<\/span><\/strong><\/em>
\n—\u00a0 Sai Baba<\/strong><\/em><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Tonight, I was reminded of being a little girl. I like those times\u2026 when something, or someone, spawns a memory.\u00a0 Especially a fond memory. In this case, the recollection I had was of my Aunt Mary, and my Cousin Timmy, and being up at Indian Lake.\u00a0 You see, tonight we had dinner with some friends […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4062","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nowyouseeit"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4062","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4062"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4062\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4069,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4062\/revisions\/4069"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4062"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4062"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gollypolly.com\/30473\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4062"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}