Believing in reincarnation makes me happy

There is nothing in this world that fascinates me more than the notion of past lives, the idea that there is an infinite part of us that reincarnates, takes form, time and time again to learn, grow and develop.

This is not a new passion. I grew up in a family that is carefully atheistic – there’s probably nothing out there, but you never know. From as far back as I can remember though, I felt that I was here for a specific reason, that I chose to be here, and that physical death would not be the end of me. Living again and again always made sense to me.

When I was in my teens and early twenties, I pursued this interest, read lots of books, and generally basked in the feeling of being different than the mainstream. I was into the esoteric for the wrong reasons and my interest was easily thwarted.

Under societal pressure to finally become an adult, I gave it all up. Well, except the books. Even though I’ve moved a dozen times, I never had the heart to give up all those fascinating, magical books.

I worked hard to get a degree, start a career, hold down a respectable job. I bought a house, got married and had a baby. And, although I love my life and wouldn’t change it in any way, I ended up still wondering about what else there is, why we are here, if there is a higher purpose to life.

It’s these questions that led me back to the magic I lost when I decided to fit into society. Thinking about them helped me find the courage to start figuring out who I really am. I rediscovered some of my former passions, and started exploring the notion of past lives again. It still makes sense to me and I live every day grateful that I am here to experience the beauty of life and this world.

I try to approach problems as obstacles on my path and take the time to explore the deeper questions I care about. I see lessons in everything, learn all I can, grow every day. And I’m starting to help others discover their own paths, learn their own lessons and overcome their own obstacles.

Linking my life to an eternal soul that reincarnates helps me live a happier, more fulfilling life because the things that happen to me make more sense as part of a bigger picture. And that can’t be a bad thing.

* This post was inspired by Michael Newton’s The Journey of Souls, a book about what happens between lives, based on information obtained through regression therapy. Only recommended for those for whom it feels right, I’m not here to convince anyone of anything!

Have I gone off young adult literature?

The number of young adult books I’ve read in the past few months and not enjoyed has been disturbing me. I used to love YA because of its complexity and depth, and because I didn’t get to read quality YA when I was a teen. Does my new attitude reflect a change in me?

I think it does. I think I finally dealt with the issues that were leftover from my teen years. I no longer struggle with that feeling of being different, not belonging, and I don’t need YA books to show me that I have something of value in me even if I don’t fit in.

My own issues were not the only reason that I loved YA though, so I’ll continue reading for the great stories. Maybe I’ll just skip the most angst-y ones.

Here are some YA books that I read recently:

imageJenny Pox by JL Bryan
This is the story of Jenny, a girl who can’t touch any living thing because she gives them pox, which eventually kills. She goes to a regular high school and is shunned by her peers, even though her power is a secret. Then she meets a boy who is her opposite and things start to make sense to her.
I was attracted to this story and the more I read the more I loved where it was going. Except for one scene at the end, which I thought was too much. It was creative and interesting and I like the ending that linked the story to the sequel. But I didn’t connect with Jenny like I wanted to, I wasn’t drawn to her issues.

imageLooking for Alaska by John Green
This is about three friends in a boarding school, as they try to figure out who they are and what’s important. I’ve seen loads of rave reviews of this, and maybe that’s why I was slightly disappointed. I understood the whole fascination with the most beautiful girl in the world, and I agree that books like this one, that include young people coping with tragedy, have to be written. I liked the characters, they were genuine, even the beautiful girl was flawed. I loved that the main character’s hobby was collecting last words. That was great. But I wasn’t as bowled over by my first John Green as I wanted to be.

imageWanderlove by Kirsten Hubbard
A teen girl goes through a painful break-up and takes off to travel around South America. She ends up backpacking, makes unexpected friends, and finds love where she was sure none existed. A simple story with a simple message.

 

 

imageEvery Day by David Levithan

I loved the concept in this one, about a boy who doesn’t have a body, but instead wakes up in a different one each day. The story was fresh. I loved some of the different issues it explored, like can you still love a person even if he completely changed physically. How much does the physical matter? Can we get past it to really see the person that’s inside?

imageHex Hall by Rachel Hawkins
Sophie lets her magical powers get out of control and is sent off to Hex Hall, a boarding school for witches, fairies and shapeshifters. Soon she makes friends with the girl everyone suspects of murder and enemies of pretty much everyone else. I enjoyed this one, because I love the idea of a school like that. Just like I enjoyed the Gallagher Girl series, so much fun.