Memory is the key

I find the idea of memories very interesting. The obvious interesting question – how do memories work? But more than that, why are we able to remember some things better than others? Do we decide on some level that certain memories are more important than others? Would this be a conscious decision? subconscious? Maybe a bit of both?

From my own life, I feel as though I have a pretty flimsy memory when it comes to remembering events. Yet, I have a fantastic time recalling anything Marvel Comics related, or Star Wars related. Even the title for this post comes from an obscure and very silly series called Red vs. Blue. Something about this phrasing imprinted from the first time I heard it, which was probably close to a decade ago.

So the easy answer is that we remember the things that we like or find interesting. Sure, this makes sense. But what about memories that I wouldn’t have had the ability to find interesting. Why would those follow me?

One of my earliest memories was when I was in first grade. I remember I was on the playground and I was chatting with a classmate. Why or how we got to this conversation escapes me, but I remember conceptualizing theories about incarnation. Yes, incarnation as a 6-year old. I remember saying to my classmate, “what if we choose our bodies and our parents when we come to earth?” and he replied, “if that is true, why would I have chosen this body?” To which I responded, “what if we made the choice for a specific reason, but forget when we are here.”

This memory followed me all the way through my life, and I find it so interesting that it did. Even before my journey and coming to what I believe now, I remember that moment in my life so clearly. Why? Why can I not remember my birthdays or special events, but this is a clear memory? I remember years later when I was fulfilling a minor for Classical Studies in college, I was learning about Greek mythology. In their stories, they talk about drinking from the river Styx when souls incarnate. By drinking from the river, the soul loses all their memories of the other side when they come into their body. I remember instantaneously being transported back to when I was in first grade. How was it possible that something I said when I was 6 was now being taught back to me in a different format when I was 22?

This memory came back to me again when I was 25 and underwent my ‘spiritual awakening’. Through many books and my own interpretation, I think I may have a plausible answer to memories:

I believe that we are our own best teacher. I think, somewhere beyond, our higher self is guiding us and teaching us, and I believe one format it provides lessons is through our memories. Sometimes we do things and say things that only have a profound impact far later in our lives, but that memory is imprinted, and if it serves our journey it will come back up. After reading everything I did, I learned that children are far more connected to the other side than we realize, they have spent less time in this reality, so they are able to allow information to flow through them more freely without the mind weighing them down. Sometimes letting yourself free write or say things without thinking allows the purest form of thought and it can include great wisdom. This is how meditation, hypnotherapy, and even mediumship is meant to work. It’s the idea that you take your overanalyzing mind out of the equation. Once you do, you can work out problems or even contact the other side.

I believe that my higher self orchestrated this pure thought to come through when I was 6 so that eventually I would be mystified when I learned about it through Greek mythology. That mysticism would help me out later as I read more stories and books, and also recognize how interconnected everything truly is.

If you look back at your own life, what memories are calling to you? What do they teach you about yourself today? What truths have you always known?