REINCARNATION

There is a tribe in North America, Arctic who believes that all things on earth has a soul that exists in a miniature form of the body that holds it. So, a deer has a tiny deer inside it and a man has a little man inside him. When the large being dies, that tiny form lives on.

It can slide into something being born nearby or it can go to a temporary resting place, like the sky, in the belly of a great feminine spirit, where it waits until the moon can send it back to earth.

Sometimes, they say, the moon is so busy with the new souls of the world, they disappears from the sky. That is why we have moonless nights. But in the end, the moon always returns, as do we all. At least, that is what they believe.

Maybe that is their version of reincarnation. What do you want to be in your next life? If you have a choice, what will you be? If I have a choice what will I be?

Finally 23, but I still feel 18. Maybe I have not grown up much. But I truly know that it’s about time to move on to the next stage. It’s time to grow up, at least a little bit more and a long way to go.