Blue China

Posted by on Jul 20, 2010 in 2010, choken sounds, Choken Word, Philosophy, Spirituality

Maybe this is it.
This language thing.
This sharing thing.

All our thoughts and dots
Absorbed into one spot.
The air in the antique room.
Blue china, decorated doll house of a life lived serving.

Teaching others to read.
To seed their own passions while neglecting one’s own.
I looked at my ancestral tree tonight and came up with a knot.
All roads lead to Mississippi.

Southerners don’t get out of their hometowns.
Not in 1875.
I asked my mother where my gifts came from.
The passion to speak a truth I know not.
To seek the fruit I have not forgot.
Yet have seemingly never possessed.

I spoke to her about reincarnation.
Her Southern Baptist heart opened for a moment.
We spoke of our souls coming from another.

Was I the journalist? Was I the professor?
Was I the preacher? Was I the gambler?
Was I the farmhand? Was I the mason?

Questions asked for thousands of years she said.
Spoken from the mouth of a woman who birthed my head.
My words did not fall on deaf ears.
A mother and son peering deeply into the unknown.
Asking why.



  1. crystl37
    July 21, 2010

    Great piece as usual globatron, and an interesting synchronicity as well. I spent the wee hours of this morning having what sounds to be a very similar conversation with my son. Gave me goosebumps when I read this.

  2. globatron
    July 21, 2010

    thx Angie, I’d love to hear more about the conversation you had with your son as well. It is interesting that we had a similar conversation so closely together. This is the first of such conversations with my mother I’ve ever had.

    My mother told me there is a long history of writers on her side of the family. I knew there were a few but not to the extent she described.

    My wife and I then looked up our family tree on and noticed that both sides of my family go back as far as we can see to Mississippi. There is no movement out of state that we can find as of yet from back then. I’m still trying to connect the dots.

  3. Akbar Lightning
    July 21, 2010

    my comment on The apply here as well….well done…

  4. Greg
    July 21, 2010

    Interesting peice Globa, my mother is a devote believer in concepts of reincarnation, she swears her mother and her have been intertwined souls for many lifetimes, once previously they were sisters. Who knows. I am dealing with the trying to get my kids to become adults, not really too much time to ponder the abstract right now.

    What happened to working for living being a part of life and when did our society get this insane notion every job should be one you love doing? I worked fast food and retail grocery for 3 years in high school, it was money so I grateful. I don’t get it.

  5. globatron
    July 22, 2010

    thx all once again. this is an extension of my extended family i’ve been thinking/feeling. Greg i’d love to know more about your mom’s past life experiences and memories. By chance could you ask her if she minds me sending her some questions via email? I find it so interesting. Could you possibly interview her for globatron or could I? I find that to be valuable information that should definitely be documented.

    As for the working for a living being something one loves question? I’m not sure where that question came from (is it from raising young adults) but I feel it stems from American exceptionalism. No gotcha moment intended. The American Dream is one where you can do anything you want? Anything you are passionate about you can pursue and be successful at. Most realize that is not true.

  6. Greg
    July 22, 2010

    I will ask my mother about posting on here. I told her about your site and asked her to visit. She is very much in the spiritual being and will ask her your requests.

    I don’t know about the disillusionment of the American Dream, I do know that if you work hard and are willing sacrifice you can get to where you want to be career wise, but the question is what are willing to sacrifice to get your dream job.

    My kids were pumped full of this propaganda that they are entitled to their dream job right out of high school and should settle for nothing less. I asked a simple question of them, how are you going to support yourself? It just seems like a ludicrious expectation to set that you will instantly get your dream job when starting out. Sorry this is an internal challenge and perhaps not the appropriate place for this.

    Well happy thursday to everyone. Hope all is well.

  7. globatron
    July 22, 2010

    That would be great Greg. I appreciate it. I’d definitely love to hear her story. Thank you.

    As for the American Dream and such I feel you man. That isn’t really in most artists vocabulary. That feeling of getting ones dream job as an artist is to just be an artist. Even in really creative jobs artists are usually not fulfilled. I think artists accept that being an artist is something we just are.

    That to me is the dream. I’m living it.

    As for other professions I would think they would come out of school feeling they are deserved more. Artists know going in that they are going to have a hard time at making a living so I think it’s less of a surprise when they find themselves delivering pizza after getting their degree.


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