meme moment

Hi to new friends! *waves* Just you know, feel welcome. Pull up easy chairs and all.

It's late, I'm bored, and also, I'm the tiniest bit drunk, from, of all things, cherry schnapps. Which, by the way, is like sucking on a jolly rancher. The candy, that is. Sweet as hell.

Gakked directly from jmtorres word for word.

I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach." (anyone who comments to say only that you like spinach shall be thwapped. unless, of course, that's the only thing of interest about you. but if you're just doing it to be smartass... *G*)

Hmm. To compensate, ask me any one question, if you wish, and I'll answer it as best I can.

I'm still getting over the other night when I didn't recognize josselin's AIM name. Sooo embarassing. So very, very embarassing.

Comments

[mayphoenix.livejournal.com]

I am a reincarnationist. In a past-life regression, I learned my name from my last life, when I was a USMC soldier from Georgia who died in Vietnam. I later found that name on The Wall in Washington, DC, and that person was in fact from Georgia and he died three days before I was born into this life. Coincidence? I don't think so.

Along those same lines, my question for you: what period in history do you most identify with, for which you feel an intense fascination?

[seperis.livejournal.com]

Wow. My grandfather did that, though he really never talks about it that much. Hmm. I should ask next time I see him.

what period in history do you most identify with, for which you feel an intense fascination?

Dark Ages. Everyone in the West was groping when Rome fell apart, when what it *stood* for seemed to almost be lost, when the tribes were destroying everything left of civilization, but just this handful of people--monks, religious scholars, a few rulers--were fighting to keep the constants of law, education, the concept of justice, and human knowledge. I mean, beyond the religious aspect, what they held onto, what they wanted to keep, was what Rome came to ideally symbolize for the world--peace, civilization, the rule of law. That somehow, despite everything, they managed to keep so much of it until the world was ready--it amazes me.

Did I mention I'm a romantic? I just get teary when I think of all these people running ahead of the invading armies, carrying books like gold, hiding them, copying them by *hand* of all things, just to keep what they could remember of a different world alive.

Yeah, my civ classes had a really odd effect on me. *G*

[mayphoenix.livejournal.com]

That you get emotional about it is a sign of what we reincarnationists refer to as "resonnance." The first clue to finding out where you may have lived before is to think about the historical periods or places that "ring true" to you, that draw you for reasons you can't really explain.

It's very possible that you were one of those people who carried the books, as you are so passionate about it -- and you're a writer in this life, yes? Or just extremely passionate about the written word?

Many times what we were in other lives carries through to present day. For example, I've always had a strong affinity for ancient Egypt, and as a child would write messages in hieroglyphs (I did this with Greek, as well). In a regression, I found I was a 'glyph painter. Also, I've been a gay man in MANY of my past lives (including my last one; in my regression, I named my lover who was a fellow soldier who died in my arms -- and when I found "my" name on The Wall, I found his, as well). My lifelong fascination with cemeteries comes from being a priest-turned-graverobber in the mid 1800's.

If you're interested, you might want to check out a wonderful book on the subject, Your Past Lives: A Reincarnation Handbook by Michael Talbot.

And by all means -- talk to your grandfather. When my granny was dying, I told her about my beliefs and she surprised me by saying she shared them. I wish I'd known that sooner, because I would have loved to have discussed it with her at length. Sadly, that would be the last time I saw her alive. Now, I just content myself with the knowledge that she and I will meet again, but in another time.