I’ve had a word in my head for days – Terpsichorean. Kept meaning to look it up, thought it might refer to turtles! Nothing could be further from the truth. I was astonished to find that it originated in the 18th century and was used to describe a female dancer doing something that resembled ‘The Twist’ – or Isadora Duncan - remember her? Further research into the word reveals that it springs from the Greek Goddess of Dance and Choral Song – Terpsikhore. She was one of Nine Muses of music, song and dance who gave inspiration to mortals.
After pestering me for many days with no result, this word came so strongly into my head as I logged into facebook today that I had to stop immediately and go look it up. Because the word was completely unknown to me I must conclude that it contains a message for me. Now I am too old to dance, but I have been invited to a drumming group. I’ve not managed to make it to a meeting yet so I shall be sure to go to the next one.
I am reminded of a previous instance of this sort of message. The summer following my husband Wolfram’s death I was sitting in the garden in the sun, thinking about how he built it all for me - the flagging, the shed, the landscaping and planting, nothing too much trouble or effort for him, thinking of the great gifts he gave me – when I heard the word: ‘Samsara’ whispered in my ear. It broke my train of thought but in a short while I began thinking about Killarney in Ireland where he went to live shortly before he died and how, if he had been alive, I would have been there with him for the summer, doing readings to pay my way. Again ‘Samsara’ was whispered in my ear so I went indoors to look it up.
This is what I found: Samsara is derived from "to flow together”, to go or pass through states, to wander. Mostly a great revolving door between life and death - a cycle of birth, death and rebirth.
If that isn’t a message of love and hope that life continues after death, I don’t know what it is.
After pestering me for many days with no result, this word came so strongly into my head as I logged into facebook today that I had to stop immediately and go look it up. Because the word was completely unknown to me I must conclude that it contains a message for me. Now I am too old to dance, but I have been invited to a drumming group. I’ve not managed to make it to a meeting yet so I shall be sure to go to the next one.
I am reminded of a previous instance of this sort of message. The summer following my husband Wolfram’s death I was sitting in the garden in the sun, thinking about how he built it all for me - the flagging, the shed, the landscaping and planting, nothing too much trouble or effort for him, thinking of the great gifts he gave me – when I heard the word: ‘Samsara’ whispered in my ear. It broke my train of thought but in a short while I began thinking about Killarney in Ireland where he went to live shortly before he died and how, if he had been alive, I would have been there with him for the summer, doing readings to pay my way. Again ‘Samsara’ was whispered in my ear so I went indoors to look it up.
This is what I found: Samsara is derived from "to flow together”, to go or pass through states, to wander. Mostly a great revolving door between life and death - a cycle of birth, death and rebirth.
If that isn’t a message of love and hope that life continues after death, I don’t know what it is.
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