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From many sources there are reflections ... our mind... a mirror
... a mountain lake ... our soul.
What is it that keeps the memories there deep within the confines of our mind
and heart?
Could it be only the treasures that once brought our heart to
the surface that we place so deeply inside of us ... 
to reflect
upon later when in the insanity of any given day ... we need to return to
a place of pure and simple joy and wonder?
I have seen the look on old men's faces ... when they go deep to that spot held dear within them ... of days gone by ... of life's given treasures ... of people who touched them ... and each one so unique.
I have watched a child's face brighten as something as simple as a word stirs their little minds toremember ... it begins then ... in the minds of the children ... a place of reflections ... to last lifetime.
To some ... they walk through life only knowing what is past. To others ... each day builds a storehouse of reflections of happiness that keeps them always looking towards tomorrow. And then ... there are those ... who never dare to live ... and never understand the wonder of reflections.
There are those ... whose reflections aren't even theirs
... but those
of Spirits of another time and place ... that consume their minds and hearts
with the torture of men who felt no love ... no honor ... only power.
To each ... we come to a choice in our lives ... we build a pool of reflections ... we build a wall of isolation ... it is a mystery why one chooses a gentle path of the heart ... when in their lives there has been so little pleasure and happiness and ... yet another seems only destined to know of no place capable of storing reflections ... when their lives have been given so much.
We each choose as well ... to make a memory for another.
We can offer love, kindness, a good smile, and a hearty laugh, a gentle touch
or ... we can choose to turn and ignore ... to not be bothered ... without
ever knowing that we have just made an impact with so powerful an affect ...
on someone else's life ... on their reflections of the mind ... and the soul. 
When another moment comes ... when you have a choice ... think
kindly on these words ... on reflections ... on the one before you and try
... with all of your heart ... to ponder the impact of the memories you could
possibly be making for another in this moment and time ... you just might
be making the greatest reflection ... upon your own soul as well.
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