Flesh Memories II

Although I refer to flesh memories in the last entry as somewhat Proustian in that they often feel like memories of things past, they may also be forays into a parallel understanding, a concomitant reality where comprehension is purely instinctual, with the conscious mind simply along for the ride.

Or...

these flesh memories may also be, as James Hillman suggests in his book, The Soul's Code, a call from the soul already in full comprehension of our path, beckoning us to some understanding still secret to the ego.

Or...



they may be the flesh alerting us to deeper realities through pan-matter communication: electrons of one body - of air, tree, chair, stair, water or stone - communicating to the electrons of our own bodies, helping us make connections in new ways, enlivening a greater sense of Eros.

And then again...

they may be all of the above. Real truths, I believe, express themselves in multiple ways...just as dreams do.

We can be stirred in so many ways, have the ecstatic experience of the flesh with all of life in the exchange of mutual recognition and praise.

Perhaps if we could grasp this understanding, truly grasp it, violence and war would be obsolete.