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Through My Own Eyes

April 11, 2011

“It’s easy to gather the memories of others,” my acupuncturist said to me during my hunt. “It’s harder to make them your own.”

A friend and fellow memory adventurer, Risa, recently forwarded to me this most poignant song: Wanting Memories, sung here by Sweet Honey in the Rock. It begins with a repeated phrase—I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes. It’s the nutshell version of everything I’ve hoped for in my search for my childhood memory, the seemingly simple ability to gently slide into that younger point of view. Whether the memories found hidden there are well defined or merely sensory doesn’t matter. What matters is that they’re there, in that elusive place. That place that we once owned and gave up to nobody but our own aged selves.

Dr. Ysaye Barnwell wrote the song for her father. From her website: “… I am an only child and when my father died and then my mother, and I prepared to sell the house I grew up in, I found bags of photos, letters and other memorabilia—the kind of things especially an only child hopes for … So in a sense, the song was  an unconscious wish or prayer that actually came true.”

I am sitting here wanting memories to teach me to see the beauty in the world through my own eyes.

Thanks, Risa. (Risa, incidentally, is doing some really cool things with memory over here.)

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2 Comments
  1. I’m braced. Will love, I’m sure!

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  2. Oh. my. god. brace yourself. I am going to send you a beautiful Hawaiian version of that song that is going to rock your world a second time and a different way.

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