Nostalgia

a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.

something done or presented in order to evoke feelings of nostalgia.

A few days ago I was getting my haircut at my favorite alibi and it reminded me of when I used to work in Dallas, Texas.  The songs were pumping, the champagne was flowing and the hairdressers were working their magic.

As Igor trimmed my hair and G (that’s his name) massaged my hands and arms, I closed my eyes and if by magic I was magically transported back to the Village Station wearing fishnet stockings and drinking with my boys. It was my weekly ritual when I went to cosmetology school.

Song lyrics bring up a lot of nostalgia and during the holiday season you may not even need a song to get nostalgic over people from your past, but they are certainly overwrought with memories.

Perhaps it has something to do with a new year upon us and wanting to make change that spurns us towards reaching out to one another. Sometimes we want closure before we begin anew and every now and then we just miss someone.

I’m always of the belief that if I am thinking of someone I do something about it. There have been many times in my life where I have had to be the one to break silence. It’s not easy. You never know where the other person is at or how they will react, but you will never know until you try.  You can either live your life thinking about what could be or you can take action and know.

Our ego is a worthy component and will give us a million reasons why we shouldn’t do something, but you only really need one reason why and that’s because your heart tells you to.

There is an old Cherokee legend that sums it up nicely:

An old Cherokee is teaching his grandson about life. “A fight is going on inside me,” he said to the boy.

“It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves. One is evil – he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.”

He continued, “The other is good – he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.

The same fight is going on inside you – and inside every other person, too.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather, “Which wolf will win?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

Feed the wolf of love.

Breaking the ice isn’t easy, but if someone means a great deal to you then act from your heart. There are no guarantees in life. We only ever have this moment, this now, this present (which is a gift), no matter what the ego tells us.

In this time of giving, the greatest gift you can given anyone is your time and attention. If nostalgia is calling your name, for Pete’s sake answer the call.

Here’s to the holidays, nostalgia and great deep house music. Miss YouSay To MeBe Right There

 

 

 

 

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Gretchen Allison

I'm literally a person who is a Jack of all trades, master of none. To date there has been barbering, cinematography, writing, fung shui and pretty much anything spiritual in nature. Next year I am going to learn how to ride a motorcycle! When I'm not trying new things I'm going to auditions, which I never tire of. I am blessed to have representation from some very wonderful agents and to be given the opportunity to do what I absolutely love. I am also a huge supporter of animals in need. I have fostered many cats and dogs through the years and still help out various rescues from time to time. I am also a new volunteer for WIN, NYC.

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