Sharing the treasure …

Sharing the treasure …

We each hold memories of all shapes & sizes, some pretty, others grim & grey. They blend together to form what we carry, it’s invisible most of the time. Our treasure chest.

A chest of memories, that guide us, serve & take us to places in our minds & reality. Some places we fear to return to, associating happy or sad memories.

Others can be reluctant to want to unlock our memories, as can we. Places can get left behind, not revisited, as there is a fear that they will trigger, something.

The reality …. We are who we are because of our memories, our treasure chest. That chest deserves to be shared, those people & places deserve to be revisited. Places can be rediscovered, reimagined , they can evoke new feelings. You see, those places know that your chest is magical in that it can’t get full … there’s always space for more treasure to share.

Grief has a space in our treasure chest, in many ways it keeps everything in order. Let it guide you to the real treasure … there is enough treasure for us all, we can share away…. Share our memories, thoughts, places, memories, fears, regrets, loves …. Share, revisit & reimagine your discovered & undiscovered treasure.

❤ Never stop remembering.

❤ Never stop making memories. 

Michelle X