It really is amazing how much STUFF we have, through no fault or effort of our own, stored inside our heads. And every great once-in-a-while we get a glimpse of some of it at unexpected times.

Years ago my father asked me to help him repair a sliding glass door. He confessed that he didn't know very much about them. I told him I would help him to puzzle it out. But as we began, I started using some tricks to make the job easier and made a few adjustments here and there. And before long the door was back in place and working perfectly. My dad was amazed and asked where I learned how to do all of that. In that moment, I suddenly realized that I spent about a week installing sliding glass doors almost thirty years before. Even though I had long since forgotten those days, there was something in my head that opened the misplaced files of information I needed.

Once I dreamed I was playing a gig and someone requested that I play a particular song. This was a song which had been thwarting my every effort to figure out. I told the requester that I would give it a try. I played it without error. I got so excited that I woke myself up! I got the guitar and tried what I had played in the dream. It worked!

What a marvelous thing we have inside our heads!