Our memories are so particular. During times of stress, the senses become acute. Circumstances become emblazoned in our brain circuitry. Details on other levels less crucial to survival disappear. From another vantage point, a different story emerges completely.
In relatively stress-free times memories flow through with little distinction. Like a creek, the water flows over rocks and silt, onward toward the ocean. We may simply remember we passed through this way, breathing and smiling.
What will you remember about these times? How might it look from another vantage point? Ki to Happiness will remember passing through.