Previously… in January

I haven’t got a great amount of time this evening, and my ‘pre-prepared posts’ aren’t exactly finished and ready for posting yet. I want to add a post today, but don’t want to rush one, so that leaves me with only one option: to repost a post previously posted. Another repeat! Sorry about that, but at least it allows me to revisit some of the posts that I enjoyed back in my ‘early days’ of blogging.

In January 2011, I posted ‘Legends, mysteries and me’, and this is the post I have chosen to repost today:

I’ve been interested in – no! fascinated by – legends, mysteries and the unknown or unexplained for as long as I can remember. I remember when I was very little first hearing about the Bermuda Triangle, and although I couldn’t understand why it was a mystery, I was fascinated by this triangle in the middle of the Bermuda Sea. That is how I thought of it. I also couldn’t understand how it was in the air as well, and thought for a time there must be two triangles – one for boats and one for planes. As my mind looked further into things, I began to realise that the triangle must be quite big. And as time went on, I realised the triangle was referring to an area of sea and air, where various ships disappeared. I think this was where I first heard about the concept of different dimensions, but back then, I thought a different dimension was kind of like stepping into a mirror – Alice through the looking glass stylee. Now, I take the concept far more grander, with notions of parallel universes, different times, and different levels of existence.

The Loch Ness Monster is another legend that I loved to hear about when I was young. Tales of monsters living in a little lake in Scotland filled me with awe. I’ve never been to Loch Ness, but I would love to go one day. I believe it isn’t little either, but when I was young I thought it was. I always imagined (and still do now to this day) that the monster isn’t on it’s own there – it can’t be. There is a whole colony of them (I wonder what the collective term for a group of monsters is? A growl sounds good, or a roar). So when people spot the monster, they aren’t necessarily spotting the same one. Whenever I hear the term ‘loch’ I immediately picture a very misty place with shapes and shadows within the mist, tree-lined shores that have gentle waves washing in (Do lochs have waves? They do in my imagination!) and there is always a small wooden boat bobbing about by the shore. Never any people appear in this imaginary landscape, but neither does the monster. I’ll probably get to see it in reality when I go!

Ancient civilisations fascinate me too. I mean ancient Egyptians building the pyramids, and the Mayans, or Babylon. These people must have been far advanced for their time. Egypt is still here, but the other two are now ruins and legends that I have only read about. How can whole civilisations vanish, especially ‘advanced’ civilisations? I have only seen TV documentaries about the theories as to why they have gone, but I don’t know. As convincing as the documentaries are I always think that we weren’t there, so it is all speculation. Maybe I’ll travel there when I have my next Lucid Dream and find out. That would be interesting! I’ve visited Egypt, and the Pyramids just outside of Cairo and was awestruck by them. People were sitting on top of the bottom stones. How on earth they managed to get the others above them is beyond me… and the lines were perfect too! Simply amazing!

And then, there is the mystery of me. Legendary me! No… I mean how I am here. Not how I am here, I know that bit – the biology bit, but the ‘energy’ bit… the thoughts, the movements, the natural aging process. My thoughts are part of me, but not at the same time. How I can see everything, yet be focussed on one thing at the same time? The way how I can do two or more things at once should be confusing, but it isn’t. The biggest mystery of all though, to me, is how come I managed to appear in this body at this time? The spiritual side of me. The observer. Not my feelings, body or mind, but the other side of me, the side that makes me complete, the side that holds all of me together. How did that get here? Where did it come from? My mind really wants to know this answer, my spirit really knows the answer, and a thought has just come to me when I wrote that. I’m here because I am. Simply that. I am.

So, I can be a legend. I can be a mystery. And I can be me.