Dear Diary; Everything is Different

Treading paths once trodden – the story of our lives within our life…

Returning to places we have lived in, visited, loved before. The same place, but perhaps we are with different people now – or with the same people who now also carry the experience of the years gone, in their being…

And a long time ago, we were all a different version of ourselves – living, breathing, eating sleeping, laughing, crying – getting up with the sun, and going to bed after a day – lived as well as we could.

Each day we live it as well as we can.

Every day of our life we could not have done the day different – or we would have.

When mistakes are made and things go awry, we might cry… ‘If only…’

But it could not have been any other way; or it would have been.

All change comes from within… ‘So within, so without…’

This weekend Anadi and I spent a fabulous wedding anniversary weekend away… I have a tendency to extend celebrations!
A musical last Saturday – Tea at the Ritz on Monday – and a grand finale of a weekend away…

We stayed in a hotel that I last visited twenty four years ago, when I was a different me.

While Anadi and I were there, I had occasional flashes of the layout, brief recognitions in nooks and corners of the building – the feel of the place – and a sense of time everlasting; but only now, in this moment; having passed in a way that almost feels that my past life never happened.

It is but a memory like a book I read a long time ago, a film I saw… Not really anything to do with the person I am now.

All change comes from shifting the energy that is blocked, stuck, hurt, vibrating with low frequency – from within us…

When we witness that we are stuck in any cycles and patterns that don’t serve us – only when we notice this, and commit to shift it from within – do we find that the cycles cease and something else happens…

Often in the same place, even with the same people…

But everything is different.