The Past is a Foreign Country, or is it?

I found this little piece of writing today.  I think the inspiration for it was an ongoing argument with my Mum and my ex too.   That’s all in the past, they would say, just get on with it.

My argument was that until it is resolved or until the deep feelings associated with the past experiences of our  lives are felt, understood and integrated, they continue to extract a cost on the present and we aren’t free.

Anyway in response to that I wrote this little piece

We say the past is a foreign country that we no longer visit, but is it?  Isn’t it always there lurking somewhere in the shadows, its imprints, echoes and memories waiting in the wings, lingering like a whisper on the breeze of our consciousness, summoning us somewhere from the depths of our soul.

I wonder: aren‘t these things that you say to me about the past, just defences against the pain of fully feeling what it’s thunderous difficulty was, tinged as it was with feelings of loss, powerlessness and loneliness.

Yes the past is gone, and we pray that we won’t need to re-visit its most agonising places, but it is always there, its memory lingering reminding us to value the present and free it from the tenacious grasp of the psyches’s repetition compulsion.  While valuing each and every single person who graces it as who they are, unpolluted by the visioning of old ghosts that linger, ghosts who no longer have anything good to give us..

Isn’t it a reminder to value all that we have experienced… contributing to our evolution as souls in this precious gift of life which in its deeper wisdom brings the gift of many teachers, and the grace of awareness and healing?

The past informs the present and although its is over it remains a part of us.  Perhaps the need some people feel to push it away is a defence?

What do you think?

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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One thought on “The Past is a Foreign Country, or is it?”

  1. “The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.” ― Zora Neale Hurston

    One of my favourite quotes by an excellent philosophical brain and author.

    I think it somewhat depends on how you experience time – is it linear or layered with overlaps or all happening at once and we travel between time pockets etc. Does a change in the present ripple out and change the past? Is our past self now living a different version of events because we have change our understanding in the present of a memory or event?

    I like sci-fi so time to me is not a linear thing and my personal clock isn’t synchronised with the official time keeping devices of our modern society. Somewhere I read that when train travel became popular they decided to make the time the same all over the country so that they could organise the train travel schedule, but before then different places had slightly different times? I love that!

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