I do believe in reincarnation. I think that is the reason we feel such an instant connection with some people we meet along our way. One book I read made an interesting statement, that if there is a place and time in history that fascinates you, it is possible that you had a great life there. So with that thought, I lived in Elizabeth I’s time, in ancient Egypt, in the South during the Civil War and many other places. No wonder I go around feeling old some days.
I like the idea that we get more than one try in life. I think that life is a wonderful gift and I hate the idea that we only get one chance at it. So maybe it is just wistful thinking that tells me that reincarnation happens but given how often we just know someone, the power of intuition and deja vue, why not have fun with the idea of reincarnation.
I’m not so sure about the coming and going as animals. However, if I do come back as an animal, I got an email that I want to use here and hope that there is some truth to it.
In my next life, I’d like to come back as a bear. When you are a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months. I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate, you are suppose to eat yourself stupid and then will wake up thinner than when you went to sleep. I could deal with that too.
As a mother bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you’re sleeping and wake up to partially grown cute cuddly cubs. I could definitely deal with that.
If you’re a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you can swat them too. I could deal with that.
If you’re a female bear, your mate expects you to wake up growling. He expects that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat and finds you attractive for it.
See ya in the woods next go around!
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