Thursday, March 17, 2011
The package this charm arrived in had a short note enclosed explaining each item and where it was purchased and for whom, I got a kick out of the note because it reminded me of the notes my grandma Molly would include with her gifts to us throughout our childhood. I knew that my gift was a Trinity Knot charm, but I didn't know what a trinity knot is. Well....what an odd feeling to examine this lovely little charm and realize that its pattern is one that I have found myself mindlessly tracing with my fingers or my eyes (does anybody else do that? find a spot on the wall or ceiling and "trace" a pattern with your eyes? Or am I the only weirdo?) since childhood.
If we are having a conversation, and you notice that I am rubbing my thumbnail with my forefinger, it is more likely than not that this is the pattern I am tracing. If I am staring at a ceiling fan, seemingly lost in thought, it is more likely than not that I am tracing this pattern in my mind.
I find this odd. Perhaps just a tad bit haunting. Not haunting in a scary way, more like a "insert 'Twilight Zone' theme song here" kind of way.
I don't technically believe in reincarnation, but I have questions about some of the things in life that feel "old" to me the first time I experience them. This is one of those things I guess. Although I can't find in my family records the Irish connection, I am told that there is one (and I'm frankly too lazy to search through it, the programs currently available are confusing and difficult, and I have no patience for them.) and I wonder, is there a "Biological memory" or some other unexplainable soul-source for this funny habit? I don't know, but I sure find it a strange coincidence. Whatever the source of this strange habit of mine ( o' mine?) I am very fond of this lovely little charm and the soulful connection I feel.
Posted by Goob at 11:00 AM