remember those few, rare people who see the you of yous
Talk to them regularly
They are extensions of your own mind and heart
Remember the strings of serendipitous moments
dating back to the beginning of time
how the universe always carries you and surprises
and how wonderful it is just to be here, alive
Remember the Road
always there
ready when you are
Remember the seasons, literal and figurative—
how summer brings you back to yourself
how fall is its own kind of catharsis
winter a conquest, the newness of spring
Remember the universe loves a vacuum
And it’s OK to lose your head sometimes
We are always moving toward and away
toward and away
Remember all that you’ve done
and all that you are
and everything that brought you here
and how all that mystery will also get you “there”
Remember faith, the bridge between the seen and unseen
Cultivate it
Remember how it grows stronger, like a muscle, the more you use it
Remember your own body of wisdom, your inner landscapes
the person you are now who can talk to your younger self
and tell her she’ll be OK
because you’re OK
Lauren LaRocca 