There are a couple topics I will not discuss on my blog, religion and politics. Well, maybe if i come across something that tics me off enough that i need to rant about it. Otherwise those topics are best left for a good debate with close friends. However something has been tickling me recently: reincarnation. I know this is an iffy religious topic but its far off enough the straight and narrow, that I can safely do a little opinionated writing about it. If however my opinion does offend anyone, i apologize before hand because if was never my intent. I believe everyone has a right to their own views and opinions and should show the same respect to others.
Why the topic of reincarnation then? It seems to be coming up a lot lately in my life. With loved ones, with books i’ve read, on TV shows that i’ve watched. Maybe I’ve just tuned into it, noticing it more often then i used to. I dont know. Yet it is there lurking around in the shadows brewing in my mind.
Do i believe in it? No. Do i want to? Yes. The idea is romantic really. Knowing our souls continue on and live life after life eternally experiencing whatever the universe has to offer. That you, in whatever form, continues and you will not really ever be forgotten.
I was visiting with my sister, who is very spiritual and has countless beliefs in gods, continuous energy and things like reincarnation. Now i do not mock her belief system, in some ways i’m envious in her abandon to spirituality, I’m happy that she finds solace in it. She asked if i was drawn to certain eras and I said yes. She then described that people who are strongly drawn to certain periods of time have lived them in previous lives. The idea intrigued me on many levels. One of which was because i was oddly drawn to a few eras. Now you have to understand that I’ve never been the person to have favorite things or have strong attractions to things. I never listened to the same song over and over for days on end, I dont watch movies more then twice. therefore having a strong draw to these specific eras in all things was curious. If i believed in reincarnation I think i would easily believe that, yes of course i lived during these times. Unfortunately I think i just fantasize about the periods and wish I could experience the knowledge and beauty they left in history.
I’ve found that i have a insatiable desire when it comes to things regarding the roman empire, the Victorian era and piggy backing off that the Art Nouveau movement. No exact dates, it is more the era as a whole. But I’m fascinated by them. I love watching, hearing, seeing anything about these times. I feel if i could travel time i would gladly jump to them. I know Roman rule was ruthless and blood thirsty but they were also creative and intelligent. The ingenuity and philosophy that came from them was astounding when you truly ponder it. Knowing what I do about them I feel hopelessly jealous I wasn’t there; architecture, art, philosophy.
But at the same time I’m horrified that I think I would enjoy the period because of vomitoriums, slaves and gladiators. One of the reasons I love Paris so much is because of the ancient roman architecture that infuses the city, making it absolutely beautiful to look at. I could walk the city aimlessly for days and be happy by just the buildings I see.
I often tell my husband that i should have been born in the Victorian era. I have an hourglass figure that would have been considered very desirable then. I would have filled a corset to brimming, emphasizing my rounded hips while showing off my bosom, the girls would be pushed up so high I could use them as a pillow for my chin!
The diseases that make me tired often would have been fawned over passed off as a mild disposition. I would have spent my days reading on a fainting chair and entertaining my guests with cucumber sandwiches and powdered cookies. Well, all this would have only been possible if i had been born into a wealthy family or seduced a wealthy man. Which maybe would not have been that difficult with my highly prized large baby making hips and mounded bosom huh? To bad that heavier curvacious women are no longer prized by men today. There would be a lot more happy women out there if they were.
The art nouveau movement is just wonderful. It always makes me think of the Fae, or fairies. When I imagine fantasy stories involving fae creatures, art nouveau styles always dominate my visions. In a way, they do relate. The movement “was inspired by natural forms and structures, not only in flowers and plants, but also in curved lines. Architects tried to harmonize with the natural environment. It is also considered a philosophy of design of furniture, which was designed according to the whole building and made part of ordinary life.” Simply put, I find the style beautiful, so beautiful in fact it often makes me smile when I see it. I wish there was more of it in the world. I guess deep down I’m a naturalist at heart.
Back to the point of my reincarnation topic. While I do wish that such things happened, I simply don’t believe they do. Out of courtesy for my own rule of not discussing politics and religion, I will not go into why my belief is the way it is. But I will say this, the above eras I discussed have a few things in common that make me believe I know why I love them so much. In each era there is astounding beauty in art and architecture. Not to mention that philosophy and fashion were quite extrodinary. There is a severe attraction in all forms of beauty for me and these areas particularly draw my eye back time and again. There are certainly other eras and movements that I enjoy and find great beauty in but these ones for no reason, expect for my own taste, interest me more. Therefore the reincarnation point then becomes moot once again. There are those, like my sister who would argue with me, and i welcome the opportunity.
And even after all that, the idea of my soul moving from one time to another still intrigues me. Maybe because inspiration struck me last week. It was one of those moments where you hear something that provokes a profound sense of wonder in you. Have you experienced something like that? I believe you have to be open to experience in order to find such wonders. I’m convinced of this because for a while I shut myself off from all things creative. Holing myself up like the crab my birthright claims me to be, I am a cancer after all, and never experienced it during the time i stayed hidden. Now? Now things have begun to change. I’ve opened myself up again, horribly tired of being the coward hiding in my books of fantasy. Just so you know I will not be giving those up! But now i know i cannot solely live in them. There is a life i need to live, i cannot leave this world with out a small stamp of my existence in it.Regardless if my soul flies on with out my body when i die.
Back to the point. Now dont laugh about where my inspiration came from. Inspiration is inspiration whatever the form. I was watching the TV show Fringe, season 1, and the insanely smart father said “Myth is just an unverified fact.” A gong went off in my head and i immediately scrambled around the living room looking for something to write on, lest i forget the statement. Think about it for a minute. It really can be applied to all types of things in life. Gods and deities, cowboys and aliens, science fiction. All things in between. Now don’t get snarky about my examples, they are simply that, examples. Have your wheels begun to turn yet? Can you imagine ALL the possibilities in life if that statement were true? It could open the minds of everyone in the world causing acceptance and world peace, or world war.
This quote will stick with me for a while. Its the reason I wrote this blog. Its an idea I will ponder while i write my own fantasy novel. Maybe one day I’ll grow enough nerve to actually post pieces of it. Until then you’ll have to make due with these random ramblings my mind plays with.
Wishing you inspiration and creativity in all the little things life offers you.
Music that inspired me while i wrote today:
justin nozuka, he’s got a great voice and throws emotion around in his songs like nobody’s business. A nice break from the crap the radio plays these days.
Blaqk Audio, Ahhhhhh Davey Havok, need I say more? I know your as guy as a jaybird but your still dreamy. A school girl crush I can’t really seem to shake.
All rights reserved on my own photos, Ancient Roman Party and Ancient Roman Colosseum.