#memory triggers

There are moments when the eye sees something, and the heart reacts before the mind has time to make sense of it. Today, standing beneath the towering presence of Big Ben in London, I lifted my camera just as a plane sliced through the sky behind it. It was an ordinary scene, and yet, for me, it was not. In that split second, my body reacted—tight chest, skipped heartbeat—a familiar wave rising…

At least the statues you find in the fade, and the memories you find are linked to said statue.

Those memory triggers just didn’t make any sense.

Why are there triggers on Voeld???

Has Alec ever been there?

Those damn memory triggers were popping up in places that don’t make sense.

by Garris Elkins

Yesterday, a song from 1970 began to play on my Pandora account while Jan and I sat in our living room working on our computers. The song was, Wild World by Cat Stevens. When the song started, we both smiled and turned to look at each other. The song sparked a journey down memory lane from the time when we first met in Portland, Oregon. It also triggered memories of long walks…