I was having a conversation last night in chat with firecat and, among many things, we got on the subject of the Chinese Zodiac and some of the symbolism that goes along with it. I lamented the fact that I was the year of the Rooster (1981), because, I mean, there are some awesome animals in the Chinese Zodiac and I get a damn rooster. But that made me think of something else, and I've actually been pondering its meaning a LOT today (I get bored easily).
I have this.... I don't know. I used to think it was a memory. Not sure, really. I can still remember much of my early childhood from about the age of 3 on. But this was before that. Don't ask me how I know that, I just always have. What I remember is fire. Total darkness, within that darkness was fire. And not just any fire, it was golden in color. And it had a form, an animal. I remember one day when I was 3 or 4 asking my mother about the chicken that was on fire and she had NO IDEA what I was talking about, but I insisted that I remembered it. She told me that when I was 2 weeks old we were at a fireworks display on the 4th of July and an ember burned my baby blanket, but it wasn't a raging fire or anything. I asked if there was a chicken and she said no.
Sometime in high school we went over the Chinese Zodiac in one of my classes. I learned I was born in the year of the Rooster, and I thought of that memory for the first time in YEARS. And I thought, wow, that's REALLY weird. I wonder if it means something?
I can still picture it clearly in my mind. It's been unchanged all this time. And... it comforts me. Gives me peace, and strength. Recalling it makes me feel better. I should probably do it more often, but the truth is, I go long periods of time without thinking about it at all.
That's not the weird part.
I made a connection last night that I really REALLY should have made before now. I don't know why I never saw it until last night. There's a certain legend I've been partial to for a very long time. I don't even remember where or how I learned of it (I want to say age 10 or so), but for some reason it seemed to "connect" with me somehow. I've read lore, I've looked at tons of paintings and drawings, I've even got one on my high school class ring, even though our school mascot was the Spartan. I've written a trilogy of books based on it. And I've even used it as a metaphor for my life, after everything my life was went down in flames and I was able to rise above it to be a better person, be true to myself. I just did a new Avi a couple of weeks ago, and yeah, there it is.
It wasn't a chicken in my memory. It was a Phoenix.
So now I've been thinking about this all day. I want to know what it all means, and I've got nothing. Yes, like I said, it's a fitting association with what I've been through, but that was 7 months ago. This... whatever it is, has been in my mind all of my life. I'm religious, but I believe there may be other forces at work to some things that we still don't understand. I believe in spirits and such, but... that's not really what this is. I've read of totem spirits before, but those are spirits of nature, that is, things that exist in the natural world. The Phoenix is a legend, it's a myth. So, how can a "memory" of something that doesn't even exist be real? I never could have actually seen this, it's impossible. I know it wasn't something I saw in a book or on TV. It was too... real. I can't explain it, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen considering I've never actually "seen" it.
It has to mean something. But I don't know what. It's been a part of my life from the start, it has to mean something. Because, if it doesn't.... if it's all some kind of really weird coincidence, then why does it feel so real? If it's nothing, if it's meaningless, why is it even there? Why do I keep coming across Phoenix imagery by "chance?"
Why do I even care about this all of a sudden? I don't know. Maybe it's just to prove I'm not losing my mind or something.
Anyone good at interpreting dreams, or visions, or whatever the hell this is who'd like to chime in would be greatly appreciated.
I have this.... I don't know. I used to think it was a memory. Not sure, really. I can still remember much of my early childhood from about the age of 3 on. But this was before that. Don't ask me how I know that, I just always have. What I remember is fire. Total darkness, within that darkness was fire. And not just any fire, it was golden in color. And it had a form, an animal. I remember one day when I was 3 or 4 asking my mother about the chicken that was on fire and she had NO IDEA what I was talking about, but I insisted that I remembered it. She told me that when I was 2 weeks old we were at a fireworks display on the 4th of July and an ember burned my baby blanket, but it wasn't a raging fire or anything. I asked if there was a chicken and she said no.
Sometime in high school we went over the Chinese Zodiac in one of my classes. I learned I was born in the year of the Rooster, and I thought of that memory for the first time in YEARS. And I thought, wow, that's REALLY weird. I wonder if it means something?
I can still picture it clearly in my mind. It's been unchanged all this time. And... it comforts me. Gives me peace, and strength. Recalling it makes me feel better. I should probably do it more often, but the truth is, I go long periods of time without thinking about it at all.
That's not the weird part.
I made a connection last night that I really REALLY should have made before now. I don't know why I never saw it until last night. There's a certain legend I've been partial to for a very long time. I don't even remember where or how I learned of it (I want to say age 10 or so), but for some reason it seemed to "connect" with me somehow. I've read lore, I've looked at tons of paintings and drawings, I've even got one on my high school class ring, even though our school mascot was the Spartan. I've written a trilogy of books based on it. And I've even used it as a metaphor for my life, after everything my life was went down in flames and I was able to rise above it to be a better person, be true to myself. I just did a new Avi a couple of weeks ago, and yeah, there it is.
It wasn't a chicken in my memory. It was a Phoenix.
So now I've been thinking about this all day. I want to know what it all means, and I've got nothing. Yes, like I said, it's a fitting association with what I've been through, but that was 7 months ago. This... whatever it is, has been in my mind all of my life. I'm religious, but I believe there may be other forces at work to some things that we still don't understand. I believe in spirits and such, but... that's not really what this is. I've read of totem spirits before, but those are spirits of nature, that is, things that exist in the natural world. The Phoenix is a legend, it's a myth. So, how can a "memory" of something that doesn't even exist be real? I never could have actually seen this, it's impossible. I know it wasn't something I saw in a book or on TV. It was too... real. I can't explain it, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen considering I've never actually "seen" it.
It has to mean something. But I don't know what. It's been a part of my life from the start, it has to mean something. Because, if it doesn't.... if it's all some kind of really weird coincidence, then why does it feel so real? If it's nothing, if it's meaningless, why is it even there? Why do I keep coming across Phoenix imagery by "chance?"
Why do I even care about this all of a sudden? I don't know. Maybe it's just to prove I'm not losing my mind or something.
Anyone good at interpreting dreams, or visions, or whatever the hell this is who'd like to chime in would be greatly appreciated.




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