Spirit tells me that memories are remembered stories that we personally experienced, on one way or another. We may not have physically experienced them but, somehow, they each have left a deep and lasting effect upon us.

We may have read some of them, listened to, watched, or dreamed some others. Some have made such deep sense to us or we have felt such a personal connection to them that we have recorded them in our memory, or, more factually, they have recorded themselves.

No one story stands alone. Each are a part of and embedded within even larger or different stories. If so, they are remembered as part of more stories than one. This is as an important, or less important document being copied and then stored in different file folders in a traditional filing cabinet, or on a computer

Then how can we know which stories are really our own?

Easy.

How?
They all are part of one and the same story, of life being lived.