Is the Force Real?

When you read a book, or you hear someone speak, and it affects you deeply, where does it go? I finished a book a couple days ago. And the ending was amazing. And I really can’t recall it right now. As a matter of fact, when I’m reading a book, I never skip a word, and I read parts over and over if I lose attention. But from one page to the next, I can’t really tell you what’s… I can’t remember what was what. But if I go back and read it, I remember it. I don’t know how that works. But it definitely all goes somewhere. I seem to always use it later. Whether I’m writing parts with someone, or I’m writing myself, or this dumb blog, it comes out. But the good news is I don’t have to know how it works. Which seems to be a running theme for this week: not worrying about the how, but just recognizing that it’s happening. And having the faith that when you read a book or you seek out a great song, it goes somewhere. A couple weeks ago, I was really blown away by a bunch of Charlatans…