Thursday, June 14, 2012

If I Could, I Surely Would (with apologies to Simon and Garfunkle)

GBE: 2 Prompt:  If you could live your life over...

I have had difficulty responding to this prompt though I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe because reviewing my past mistakes makes me cringe and feel sick to my stomach.

Mistakes? That sounds too mild,  like getting the answer wrong on a math test.

Misdeeds, gross misconduct, sins of commission and omission...not that I believe in sins, at least not in the Biblical sense.

Sometimes I have acted in a way that was harmful to others. I would change that, for certain, if I could.

If I could live my life over, I would not go looking for love in unlikely places; I would be braver, more willing to take risks; I would be more insightful and less self-absorbed.

Since humans are the only species burdened with a conscience, except for maybe dogs, I might choose not to be human at all.

I might like myself better as an osprey. One could do worse than feel the press of air beneath a six-foot wingspan, aim for the clouds, reverse direction and dive, beak arrowing down, turning at the last minute with talons extended to pluck an unwary fish out of the water. Not that the taste of raw fish compels me. It's the flying that appeals, the magnificent adjustable wings commanding the air.
Osprey Gliding
I have no doubt an ornithologist could tell me things about an osprey that would shatter my highly romanticized perspective but I don't want to hear them. In fact, rather than listen, I would stick my fingers in my ears and bellow the national anthem at the top of my lungs.

Sometimes I think I believe in reincarnation but not necessarily as determined by one's karma.

I don't really want to believe in karma because I'm pretty sure that, based on this life's karma, I would not be allowed to come back as an osprey.

More likely, I would return as a lumbering, panicky wildebeest running away from a cheetah or a lioness -- one of a million in a frenzied stampede toward a cliff's edge.

Only after several lives polishing and honing my wildebeest traits would I be allowed to return as an osprey.
Wildebeest Herd
But that, you must admit, is something to look forward to.

12 comments:

  1. Great Post B!

    You've changed my mind about how I'd reincarnate. I like the osprey too. Much cooler than my previous plan to come back as a turkey vulture!
    :-)

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  2. I think you're a lot harder on yourself than anyone else. Of course, we all are harder on ourselves - well, most of us. There are some people who don't see anything wrong with themselves when they should. If there is such a thing as reincarnation, the only thing I would want to come back as is a cat. I'd love to fly, but cats can jump.

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    1. A cat is a good choice but if I returned as a member of the cat family I'd want to be a cheetah and be able to run 70 mph. What a rush!

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  3. You gave me a huge smile
    thank yo
    osprey so random

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    1. Thanks. I had watched a nature program the night before I wrote and it included the flight of an osprey in slow motion. Suddenly I was overcome with envy. I'm still put off by the idea of raw fish morning, noon and night but I figure I'll cope somehow.

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  4. Super cool and interesting take on this topic. But a wildebeest, no! It pains me to see them hunted down, running for their life! Stick with the Osprey! :0)

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    1. Yes, wildebeests are always the hapless targets of various predators. I will definitely stick with the osprey even if I have to eat raw fish.

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  5. I agree with Linda... wildebeest no, osprey for sure. You'll get used to the raw fish thing. ♥

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    1. You're probably right, Jo. I did, at one time, almost enjoy eating sushi.

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  6. oh, that's cool.. an osprey. i like that. great redo!

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    1. Thanks! I confess I was inspired by a nature program I watched on PBS. Not that I'm geeky or anything...

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  7. I'd never considered the osprey. I'm more of a robin, I think. Pitiful, that.

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