If you do what you have always done, you will get what you have always had.

Friday, March 24, 2006

LOL! Who comes up with this stuff?

OK, first let me say that I don't believe in reincarnation. I have a 'once around and on to the after-life' view. However, I ran across this on Jean's blog and thought it would be interesting. I expected lots of little boxes to check, but all they wanted was my date of birth. If that wasn’t enough to make me skeptical, this was*:

Your past life diagnosis:

I don't know how you feel about it, but you were male in your last earthly incarnation. I figured that out.
You were born somewhere in the territory of modern USA South-East around the year 1025.
Your profession was that of a monk (nun), bee-keeper or lone gunman.
Oh, really? OK, the solitary part I can see. I tend to be a hermit. However, in the Southeast US in 1025, there weren’t any monks or guns that I’ve read about in any History book, and I’ve been teaching History for five years or so. Shaman/medicine man, maybe. Lone gunman? Probably not; most native tribes hunted together. So I’m guessing I must have been a bee keeper and been stung, which is why I’m not fond of them now.

Your brief psychological profile in your past life:
Such people are always involved with all new. You have always loved changes, especially in art, music, cooking.

OK, those areas I still tolerate change well. What I don't get is if I was a lone bee keeper, were the bees showing me the changes in art, music, and cooking? Or was I coming up with them on my own? If that's the case, did I use up all my creativity? And what did I do then that I should be able to lay claim to now?

The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:
There is an invisible connection between the material and the spiritual world. Your lesson is to search, find and use this magical bridge.

I know that bridge! His name is Jesus! It’s less a matter of ‘search, find, and use’ than it is ‘succumb, submit, and obey’ though. Their wording fits in with native belief.

Do you remember now?

Can’t say that I do…

*Italicized comments are mine, if you haven’t already figured that out.

Sewing and creeping crud

Life around here is usually busy. We have lots of different things going on in any given week, but they tend to gravitate to certain days, which gives me spaces of free time for fun things like dishes and laundry and mopping. Oh, yeah, and writing.

Not so this week. One of our good Rendezvous friends came for a couple of days to help make warmer clothes for Vicky and me. (We leave a week from tomorrow for the next National Rendezvous in TN. Note to me: start a list of things to do between now and then.) I've been watching the extended forecast, and so far as I can tell it's going to be colder in April in TN than it was in August in upper MI. (Duh.) Between the three of us and another friend from the neighborhood, we managed to get a lot done, but I still have hemming and such to do.

Rendezvous Friend left Wednesday, and that was the morning I woke up feeling puny. I knew it was a cold, even though congestion was minimal. Really, if you're going to get a spring cold, this is the one to get. If I can nap at will, I feel fine. (Mostly.) I have enough sinus crud that my voice is shot, so nobody thinks anything of it if I don't talk much, and singing is out of the question so I have a reason to skip rehearsals. It helps to invoke the "You don't want me near your baby" clause, too!

The downside is that I get cranky if I can't nap at will. Today I can't nap at will. We have the classes with the County group, which are low maintenance for me, but I still have to be awake and alert enough to drive. My main concern is whether I can balance my coffee intake to remain caffeinated enough to avoid a coma without drinking so much that I get indigestion. I'm fairly certain that normal people don't have issues like this. If there are any normal people reading this, could you leave me a comment and tell me if I'm right?