Saturday, November 21, 2009

Serving time for mistakes made by another in another lifetime.

So I was talking to a friend of mine the other day. (A friend who, by the way, mocked my liberal use of you-tube music videos in my blog.... he's just jealous.... I could communicate solely in music if I needed to.) And somewhere in the conversation, he says to me, "I forget sometimes that you have MS. And when I remember, it just seems so unfair. Also, you're like, the coolest person I know. And I wish I could use music videos with the mastery you do."

(It was something like that anyway. I know for sure at least the first part is accurate. The second parts may have just been implied. He was definitely saying it with his eyes though.)

My reply to him was that of course it's unfair - but why not me? Wouldn't it be unfair for anyone? And aren't there people, far less deserving than me, suffering from illness and hardship way worse than MS? Of course there are. And of course it's unfair. Why not me?

That bit of the conversation - albeit a short part of a longer conversation - made me think of the idea of karma. I often feel like karma's bitch. What may I have done in past lives to influence both the good and bad that is now occurring in this life? And how is what I am doing in this life setting me up for the next journey? Will I ever get it right? Can anyone?

Do I really care? ;-)

It's all a part of the journey. Everything - every choice, every chance, every moment - is a lesson to be learned or an experience to be embraced. Including MS. I don't know what the lesson is. Maybe it is just karmic retribution. Maybe next time will be easier. Maybe it won't. Maybe I'm just serving time for mistakes made by another in another lifetime. Or maybe, just maybe, without the good done by another in another lifetime? This would all be much much worse.

Mostly? I just like the idea that we all get a chance to do it all again. And again. And again.

Good. Bad. Or indifferent.




"Galileo's head was on the block
The crime was looking up the truth
And as the bombshells of my daily fears explode
I try to trace them to my youth

And then you had to bring up reincarnation
Over a couple of beers the other night
And now I'm serving time for mistakes made by another
In another lifetime

How long till my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision
King of insight

I think about my fear of motion
Which I never could explain
Some other fool across the ocean years ago
Must have crashed his little airplane

How long till my soul gets it right
Can any human being ever reach that kind of light
I call on the resting soul of Galileo
King of night vision
King of insight

I'm not making a joke you know me I take everything so seriously
If we wait for the time till all souls get it right
Then at least I know there'll be no nuclear annihalation in my lifetime
I'm still not right

I offer thanks to those before me that's all I've got to say
Cause maybe you squandered big bucks in your lifetime
Now I have to pay
But then again it feels like some sort of inspiration
To let the next life off the hook
Or she'll say
Look what I had to overcome from my last life
I think I'll write a book

How long till my soul gets it right
(till my soul gets it right)
Can any human being ever reach the highest light
Except for Galileo
(resting soul)
Resting soul
(of Galileo)
King of night vision
King of insight

How long?
(till my soul gets it right)
(till we reach the highest light)
How long?
(till my soul gets it right)
(till we reach the hightest light)
How long?"

1 comment:

  1. Wow, without even reading through the whole blog (just the title line) I knew (KNEW) you would post this song & video! LOL...

    We each look at things a little differently; whereas I do believe a little in Karma (in the sense of 'what goes around comes around'), I don't necessarily buy in on the past life affecting my current life and so on.
    I do, however, believe that good, bad, or indifferent, every choice, action, inaction, reaction, (you get the point)- they all happen for a reason. As I said to mom in an email earlier, God closes one door but opens another. Shit - of all varieties - happens; it's what we DO with said shit that makes a difference. :)

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