Memories

It’s funny how our minds recall memories.  I have been thinking a lot lately about Mexico.  Today I was craving udon noodles like the bowl that I had at Barushi in Fabrica La Aurora.  Then I remembered this song that I heard that same night.  A craving triggered a memory which brought back all sorts of emotions.  I realized six months later that the people of San Miguel are still in my heart.  If I close my eyes, I can almost feel the air on my face again.  I can almost feel the dust in my shoes and I can almost taste the food.  Some memories are best repressed, this is how we protect ourselves from pain.  But what happens if we accept everything as part of the journey and laugh in the face of the bad memories allowing them to make us stronger and return to a place we still love?