At my mother’s funeral service the Dominee ( a priest ) said: ‘ What can you leave behind? …Memories are all you can leave behind…”
My mother did leave us with very rich memories, enriching my being. Through the sweetness of my memories, I can taste the delights of life.
A man once asked a group of San why they eat themselves into a stupor? Are they not afraid they could burst? He was answered with these words: “I haven’t heard a story of a Heikum bursting from too much meat…There is always a piece of raw skin to wrap around the full stomach.
But why do you want to eat everything so fast?
It is the law of life among us…What is in the stomach, cannot be stolen by a jackal or a wolf…or other rogues…And when the big hunger comes, we will ask each other; ‘Remember that day when we were so full we had to crawl on our hands and knees?’
Does it take away the hunger?
The heart that remembers beautiful things on the road behind, has power to go ahead.” Jagters Van Die Woestynland – P.J. Schoeman
It is known that those with happy childhood memories survive trauma better than those without. If you can look back on your life and it was sweetened with love, then it was a life was worth living. It truly is better to have loved and lost, than not to have loved.
“And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your Heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate of eternity.” Kahlil Gibran How can your winter days be brightened by the dream of spring if you do not know its meaning?