I've always thought that in my past life, I was a professional figure skater. I have always loved watching the Winter Olympics, wishing I could glide on the ice like that. Wear a sparkly dress (not as short as they tend to come, though). However, unfortunately, Mike and Julie can attest to the fact that not only do I have two left feet, but I can't ice skate for the life of me.
Here's my theory: when you go to your next life, one BIG characteristic or trait changes. For example, I was an Olympic gold medalist, spot on, a beautiful ice skater, but somehow, I twisted my legs up in some kind of freak accident. Maybe on the ice. I'm not an expert on my past life... there's a reason for that. That's why I am who I am now, and not who I was then ;)
But anyway - the point is, that accident didn't kill me, but it disabled me, and as a result, in my current life, I'm experiencing extreme clumsiness in the following forms: tripping, tripping over my own feet, falling on ice outside, bumping into furniture when I know it's there, etc.... no matter how careful I try to be.
However, I think I can deal with this knowing that I won an Olympic gold medal in figure skating in my past life :)
By the way, as of tonight, figure skater is interchangeable with ballerina. I went to see the Nutcracker tonight with Melissa, and it was beautiful. I remember when I was in preschool/kindergarten/1st/2nd grade, and I was in dance school - and how envious I was of the older dancers, who were learning pointe, who were the stars of the recitals, who had the most gorgeous costumes (I guess I was even fascinated by fabric at a young age, though I never would have guessed...). Maybe I was the Sugar Plum Fairy in my last life, wearing that amazing purple tutu I saw tonight. In that case, I had it goooood.
In my current life, I'm going to be a teacher and a quilter. I'm obviously happy with this. Things are good, even though I may always continue to stumble every time I walk into the next room.
However, in my next life, I'm making a prediction. I'm going to be the next J.K. Rowling. I'm going to have this AMAZING story idea (maybe I thought of it on a plane instead of a train - maybe I'll actually like flying in my next life) and I become a really prolific writer. Not in it for the money, though. Obviously, that's a plus. But the big thing that will change for me is my level of extreme procrastination. Sure, everyone needs to procrastinate a little. It's healthy. But as a writer, I'm going to love what I do and somehow, naturally, limit the writer's block. I'm going to travel all over the world and write until my hands fall off.
Maybe in my NEXT next life, my big change will be that I have no hands and teach kids how to drive without steering myself? (oh, and I'll like driving)
I really want to write a novel about this... am I getting a little ahead of thing here? This is supposed to come one life from now... ahh, anyway, really. The wheels in my head are turning.
-----So let me ask you... what were you in your past lives, and what do you think your future lives hold?
