A sense evoked journey.
I believe that memories are woven into the sense tapestries we cover ourselves with.
Memories so powerfully connected to our senses that they evoke near aparitions.
Whenever I smell White Shoulders, I immediately am taken to my Viejita's (Mother's) side.
When I smell cherry tinged pipe tabacco I am painting side by side my Father.
Then there are songs that I when hear them, remind me of the moment from my past when it was playing.
"La Bikina" a beautiful mariachi song takes me back our 1977 back yard wedding.
A Commodores song called "Still" reminds my of my son's 1979 birth.
When I hear the whistling spring winds, I am taken back to the village.
Memories of quiet nightime walks by the gentle Bavispe river.
When I feel a strong wind and rain upon my face,
it brings to mind memories of the long force marches and comaraderie from my military days.
When I look up on a clear moonlight night and see the millions of stars..
I am at once standing on a hilltop among the cedars of the Gabal Lubnan.
Let your senses be your guide.
Make it a great dia!