• A Day Out at the McKinney Flea Market

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  Sep 14
  

  Sterling Silver Swirl Ring that I purchased at the Flea Market.

  The last couple of days, I’ve been more social than I’ve been in a long time. Friday I went out to the movies with a couple of my friends to see the horrible new chick flick “The Women.” I have to say I had high hopes for this movie since it was based upon the 1939 classic of the same name. I have two words: don’t bother.

  Saturday, I went out with a new friend of mine from my hip hop class and we went to see another movie “The Family That Preys.” I can honestly say this movie is one of the best I’ve seen in a long time. Lots of plot, and the ending absolutely turns you on your head. Later that night, I went to Karaoke with some other friends at a local dive. We talked, laughed and danced. A good time.

  Today, I went with those same friends to the McKinney Flea Market and purchased the ring pictured to the left. Recently, swirls are something that have come to have a lot of meaning to me. The first swirl I saw was a petroglyph on the wall of Zion National Park. Somehow that design really spoke to me. It held so much meaning to me that I had a swirl tattooed on my right leg. People ask me what it means, and it is difficult for me to explain exactly. I think the closest thing that people can understand is that it means ‘everlasting life’ although I feel much more than that for this symbol. Long before I learned anything about Eastern Philosophy, I knew the soul didn’t die.

  I was a young kid when I figured this out. I remember one day on the playground — I was around age 8 – I was very sad because I was wondering what I would do when our dog Bart died. It was kind of a heavy subject for a kid to handle, and Bart was in fine health and would go on to live another 5 years, but I was very sad and dreading his death on that particular day on the playground. And after about 15 minutes or so of brooding, a voice clear as day said “The Soul is too complex to die.” I immediately felt better, and went about playing on the playground.

  But what is interesting is that even earlier than that, I had a sense that people go on to live multiple lives. The story is rather funny.

  On my 6th birthday I went to school, and Miss Strecker — who still teaches kidnergarten in my hometown to this day — asked me the typical question asked of all children on their birthday, “How old are you today.”

  Now, I know this may come as a shock to those who know me, but I was a serious little kid.

  I looked her straight in the eye, and I said “I don’t know exactly how old I am, but I know that I am an old lady.”

  Her reply was to laugh and say “No, Heather. You’re SIX!”

  I looked at her, still serious as always and said, “No. I’m much older than you.”

  I don’t recall how she answered me back, but I had a sense of being an ‘old soul’ of sorts. I didn’t have any sort of influence that could explain this other than just ‘knowing it’.

  I sometimes wonder if Miss Strecker remembers that day, or if it was something she just wrote off as ‘out of the mouths of babes’ moment.

  The McKinney flea market also had a row dedicated just to people with puppy mills to sell their little dogs. I felt horrible even looking. But it did make me know that I want to expand the family once again and perhaps get Sebastian and Ryan a little brother or sister.

  But today, I just got a ring.

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2 Responses to “A Day Out at the McKinney Flea Market”

1. 

   Kristine said on September 14th, 2008 at 10:35 pm

   Very nice ring! And it matches your tattoo perfectly. Maybe you were destined to find it

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   BillMan said on September 15th, 2008 at 7:19 pm

   I feared the remake of “The Women” would be a bomb. There was an original thought in Hollywood once, but it died of loneliness.
   Consider this: The law of entropy declares you can’t win, you can’t lose, and you can’t even break even. (Rather simplistic, but basically…) So given the nature of Nature, one could conclude that our physical being is actually made up of EARLIER physical beings. Therefore we ALL can be said to have been someone, or someTHING, else at one time, and will be again. I loved the way Carl Sagan would say, “We are all made of star stuff” on the PBS series Cosmos based upon his book of the same name.
   Granted, our souls and spirits transcend mere “matter”, but what if the rules are the same? Recycled souls!
   Also, the “matter” of which we ARE composed may carry with it a certain cellular/DNA memory of the earlier form. Therefore someone who once was a fly may be predisposed to be afraid of spiders.
   That could explain the lack of new ideas in Hollywood, too.

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