I was in Target yesterday, browsing their book selections, and noticed the book Cleopatra’s Daughter, which I have read. I started to think about past lives and how everyone thinks that they were Cleopatra in a former life. I do not believe I was Cleopatra in a former life, number one, she wasn’t Egyptian, she was Greek, if you look at the coins that show what she actually looked like, she was not attractive. By historical accounts she exuded confidence and that made her attractive. She married her brother, she then became a consort to Julius Caesar, and then murders her brother, and then when Caesar dies, she takes up with Marc Antony, a married man. Then commits suicide leaving her children to face their own fate, alone; no, I do not believe I was Cleopatra in a former life.
Of course that started my thinking process on other women in power, Marie Antoinette came to mind. I do not believe I was her either; she was married at 14 to the prince of France who could not consummate the marriage. For many years, until he finally had a surgery that corrected a deformity, then she was woefully out of touch with her subjects. This was her fault, she was a petulant teenager who thought of nothing but shopping. Today, not an issue, when you are a monarchy with starving peasants, huge problem; she had the opportunity to send her children to safety, she declined. They all died, no, I was not her in a former life.
Then Catherine the Great came to mind, now, this was a woman I could have been, the most powerful Czarina in all of Russia, of all time. She ruled with flare, and iron fist, she revitalized Russia, made it a great power in Europe. Her reign is considered the golden age of Russia; this is a woman I could have been in a former life. She rocked.
I don’t know if I believe in former lives, I like to think when I am done on this earth, I am done, I will get to go home and God will say job well done good and faithful servant.
Musketeers and Other Things
Well, here we are, two days out from a new Musketeer movie, I cannot tell you how excited I am to see this movie. I remember the first time I read the book, I was in the fourth grade, and fell in love. I wanted to be the first female Musketeer. I practiced sword fighting the entire summer between fourth and fifth grade, my mother didn’t have the heart to tell me that there were no more Musketeers. No king of France therefore no need. I was heartbroken when I found out; I just knew I was going to make history.
It was my goal the entire first half of fifth grade, then I found out, then I read the Iliad, new career goal, Demi-goddess, was born. I just knew I could figure out a way to become one, I know what you are thinking why not full blown goddess, well, I didn’t want to live forever, just have the powers. The story of my life, no power, I think that is why I wanted to be a woman who had powers. Wonder Woman, a Musketeer, a demi-goddess, Batgirl, the list is endless.
Today I am just plain old me, just Angie, no super powers, not a lot special, well I do have great hair, and a great sense of style and an amazing shoe collection. However all of those things do not add up to being in a position of power, hmm interesting, a position of power. That just came out, the words just flowed, do I in fact want to be in a position of power? Or just a powerful person in control of their own life, these are interesting questions. I shall explore these in my mind and report back.
Yesterday was a stellar day indeed, we had our United Way Carnival at the Lakeside location and they blew it out of the water. Record breaking amounts were given and I have never been prouder of a group of people. They all worked their proverbial behinds off and just blew me away, my entire team is just made up of amazing, incredible individuals, when working together accomplish great things. We have one more tomorrow and I am expecting great things there as well. I am not going to wax on right now; I want to devote an entire entry to all of these wonderful human beings. Their hearts and generosity of spirit deserves more than just an ending paragraph.
Angie World 