It has vanished at the most inopportune times, our memory. Things we sure we placted right . . . there. But now, just air. We run the breadth of ourself looking for the answer, finding just more empty space to run into.
Yet the answer is there. There is an art to accessing that part of you, that inner element called memory. And once you know how to tread those pathways you can access the libraries of info in that near infinite expanse inside.
And there is an art to storing information. It’s said the gods of ancient times would elevate and illuminate heroes into the night sky. They shined as stars, visible from anywhere in the land. We, too, can illuminate the things we wish to remember, even twinkle to better get our attention.
It’s curious how playful this method is and easy it is master. We have regular folk with poor recall learning this for fun and then becoming the memory champions of the world. We have kids memorizing entire school subjects in just a few days – 100% recall. We have people learning a new language in a week and then appearing on live tv to prove it. We have people sticking names to hundreds of faces at a time. The info is ours and it is at our ready.
Most marvelously, this playful method fills us with positive energy. There is feeling of effort. Instead, we are positively filled with well-being and happiness. The mind delights in playing and performing well.
