cosmic cocktail

We are a recipe created by all of our DNA past, it controls everything from our emotions, how we respond to things , our sensibility and our reasoning to our innate levels of happiness. We are blended in a mixture of our heritage, by what our families did before us, through our patterns of survival and relating to each other.

What makes us the way we are? It’s bigger than we can grasp. Who are we? Every single person is unique. There are no two people with the same finger print or same appearance. Even identical twins differ. Infinite? OK. Infinite being? That’s a digression from some spiritual teachings, but aren’t all of our religious beliefs and practices built on “how” we can frame our understanding?

Spiritual metaphysics sees the universe as a mirror. Who you  are, and what you express in thought, feeling and action, causes the mirror of  life to reflect that back to you.The mirror of life is automatic. Once you change yourself,  and not before, the reflection changes and your reality transforms to reflect  the new you. ( infinitebeing.com)

Even nature understands the individual place that is held by each species. Birds of a feather flock together?  Have you noticed how the natural habitat of animals is defined by their needs and when we disturb it, their very existence is threatened.

Why are some families more nurturing? Why are some families prosperous over multiple generations? Why do some families generate military leaders? What makes us family? What connects us? That cosmic cocktail of “who we are” from before our birth. That unique set of circumstances, the “miracle” of conception, the miracle of birth, the miracle of who we start out as and who we ultimately become. It’s less of a race, more of a journey. We cannot arrive sooner or later than we should.

Why do you think I find everything about “water” and sea life and being at sea fascinating and appealing?  Pictures can sit in front of you for years before you really see everything they can tell you.I looked at some old family photos and saw something I had overlooked. My grandfather and grandmother were featured in an old black and white – take a look where they are.This photo is the only one that has survived to be passed down over the 80 years since it was snapped. See their feet. They are standing calf deep in water, looking as happy as clams. See his cigarette in the left hand, right arm wrapped around her, trees and vegetation in the background. I enjoy those same places. And, I have sons who smoke. What else?

After my father died, my mother related where he proposed. He took her for their usual “Sunday afternoon” drive and stopped at his favorite place. It was “in the middle of nowhere” at the tip of the land that juts out from a river to the sound and right there in his 1950’s Ford, he asked her to be his wife. My father worked on the water for 30 years. My mother ( whose parents you see in this black and white photo) was deathly afraid of water. So, her desire was to stay as far as possible away from it. It took time to erase the conditioning of her constant aversion, admonitions and prohibitions. I recall loving bridges, boats, piers, free flowing water, the ocean, any way to be near natural bodies of water.  I think I have traced why it beckons me, just as it did those before me. My great great grandfather was a sea captain from England who helped start the first town in an Atlantic coast state. It’s in my “cosmic cocktail”. It’s “who” I am.

Writing all of this down has reaffirmed my desire and need to be “near the water”. I do not intend to live elsewhere for any length of time, for the rest of my life. In fact, I had already determined to be cremated and “cast” across the creek or river near home. That’s what I love about boats, they take you closer to water without being in it!  And, my final resting place will be “of it”.  It seems to be our destiny to run patterns that are already set in motion before we arrive and will continue with our next generations.

The next pattern to contemplate is horses. Why do we love them? Native American influence? I think so. Let’s see what I come up with there!! 🙂 Save that for another day!