Imagine yourself as a whole person, scattered across the world, through time and space in thousands of pieces.

Memories of the past become residual experiences you live over and over again, but from behind a cage of recollection. You can see it, smell it, taste it, but you can’t touch it. The images become grainy and washed out, fading to nothing, like an old reel of film that’s reached the last frame in the projector.

Then there’s the present. There is happiness here. Contentment. Love. And a feeling of calming peace you’ve been missing for quite some time.

The future beckons with promises of grand successes and endless love. All yours, just ahead.

But I am coexisting in all three. In multiple facets of all three. Past, present, future. I take my experiences and memories from the past, hold tight to them as I focus on my life in the present, which is laying down the steps for the future. Each seem so real. A part of me. A part of the whole.

The question is in which part of space and time will I finally collect all of my pieces. Treat life like a catalog of moments, thoughts, lessons, experiences, relationships, and places. Pick and choose which of each will meet you in your future or become part of your present.

Why live shackled to the idea of only the here and now. There is so much more out there. The have been, are, and will be are simply categories to brake. Live it again. Continue it. Meet it when you finally arrive.

Some may argue that if you’re scattered in thousands of pieces how can you be whole. We are a collection of our past our present and our future. There will always be parts of us existing in all three. That is what makes a person whole. It’s when you become trapped in one that you become just part of the whole.