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memories, nostalgia, old books, old movies, old poems, past, recollections
Memories can bloom from a variety of things.
There’s Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers who dance like there’s no tomorrow,
A book that remains forgotten somewhere in the corner of your library that you used to read with your parents, your children or by yourself when you were young that is connected to some of the best phases in your life, your dreams or hopes when you were a kid or the warmest feelings you ever felt by reading it,
A Frank Sinatra song you once dedicated with all your love to your lover or danced it with your lover somewhere on a starry night and felt like this moment was straight out of a fairytale,
Or a bouquet of roses waiting melancholically at a flower shop, made you recall this small poem by William Blake “My Pretty Rose Tree” or E. E. Cummings’ “Somewhere I Have Travelled, Gladly Beyond”. It’s incredible how much nostalgic power is hidden in such a delicate thing like a rose.
But what’s more incredible, is acknowledging the power of past memories and the influence they can have on our present self and how reminiscing the old days give us a better understanding not only of our identity in the past, but also who we are today and where do we wanna see ourselves in the future.
These colorful recollections don’t fade away in the passage of time, but they stay in our hearts and keep on living because we give them meaning to live. Together we will travel on these old times and get to know periods we haven’t experienced and rediscover the ones we have.
From old cartoons to musical movies, timeworn books and poems, music and even places that make us sigh, all will be imprinted in this blog.
I encourage you to join me in this time-travel and share with me your beautiful memories!
Let’s reminisce and make together the most vibrant and scented bouquet of nostalgic memories!