Feeding My Ignorance

I expect that if I checked back every single post in this blog has been triggered by something quite specific - even if the posts themselves are only referring obliquely to that trigger.  This post is certainly no exception.  Anyone who has read the other posts will realise that the way we 'see' the world is something that is important in my own personal weltanschauung and that is, at least partially - perhaps fully - shaped by our memories and experiences.

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So when our service at church the other week was themed "Memories that shaped my Faith" it was inevitable, I guess, that my mind would go somewhat wider than the direct theme - which was a sort of opportunity to reminisce about what - and more especially who - have given us memories that were important to who we are now in a spiritual sense.

It is perhaps impossible to separate the who we are "spiritually" from who we are - if we accept that our spirtuality is an essential part of our 'fundamental' being then there should be little or no difference.  So - our memories shape who we are.

This is the first in a short series of blog entries 'inspired' by those thoughts.

Again turning to some themes that I have had previously in these blog posts - our memories can be rather 'fickle' - we do not always - in fact it is rare to - remember things exactly as they happened. This is covered in this blog entry as well as elsewhere.

Instead we remember things partially, wrongly and even remember things that never happened.  What is most interesting is that we cannot really tell the difference.