Wednesday, April 4, 2007

My brain is the key that sets me free




No, I'm not talking about the kind of "spirituality" supposedly possessed by some non-religious people. I'm not sure I even understand what that means. Over the past couple of weeks, I've been looking into the religion of Spiritualism and its role in our society. I've always had this fascination with Harry Houdini, and in my last creative writing workshop, we read a novel in which his lifestyle played an integral role. That got me thinkin'. What's the deal with this Spirtualism thing?




Here are the basics, according to Wikipedia (Our Lady of Random, Possibly Flawed And Certainly Just-The-Basics Information): Spiritualism was most popular from the 1840s through the 1920s. After the crash of 1929, it kind of died out among crowds. What sets Spiritualism apart from most other mystical religions is the belief that "spirits of the dead can be contacted by mediums" and that "these spirits are believed to lie on a higher plane of existence than humans, and are therefore capable of providing guidance in both worldly and spiritual matters."




So, Spiritualists held séances--you know that clichéd image of a bunch of teenagers holding hands around a table covered with a red table cloth, a crystal ball in the middle, the lights low? Yeah...it's not really like that. Spiritualism, as it turns out, was predominantly practiced by adults. They did hold hands around a table, and a medium would be among them. Mediums are similar to oracles in mythical traditions. It is believed that they can communicate with spirits, or even that their bodies are used as mediums (hence the name), as hosts, for visiting spirits to inhabit while they communicate with others in the room.




Harry Houdini had a fascinating relationship with spiritualism. He was incredibly close with his mother, Cecilia. After her death in the 1920s, he sought desperately to contact her through spiritualist mediums and self-proclaimed psychics (Wikipedia). As medium after medium failed to adequately do so, Houdini grew continually discouraged. Eventually, he became so disgusted with "false mediums", he began to travel the world, attempting to debunk the movement:




"Houdini's magical training allowed him to expose frauds who had successfully fooled many scientists and academics. He was a member of a Scientific American committee which offered a cash prize to any medium who could successfully demonstrate supernatural abilities. Thanks to the contributions and skepticism of Houdini and three others (there were five in the committee), the prize was never collected. As his fame as a "ghostbuster" grew, Houdini took to attending séances in disguise, accompanied by a reporter and police officer. Possibly the most famous medium whom he debunked was the Boston medium Mina Crandon, also known as "Margery"" (Wikipedia).



More on Harry later. For now:

Rosabelle, answer, tell, pray, answer, look, tell, answer, answer, tell.



Also, in the course of my research, I found this. Kind of amazing, I think.

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

Resolve and the Wolf Moon


RH asked us why we choose December 31st, of all days, to make resolutions--the thing is, I make them all the time. I'm one of those bizarre, compulsive listmakers. I don't think this would be all that unusual, except for the content of said-lists. I love to think of abstractions, distant goals, titles, phrases--and yes, resolutions.

My thought is this: New Year's Eve just happens to be the time when everyone decides to re-solve. New year, new slate. But I'm not sure that new years really bring fresh starts. Actually, I don't believe in fresh starts, in general.

The idea reminds me a bit of snow, of how everything looks clean the day after it's snowed. Of how--at first, anyway--everyone takes special care not to dirty the snow. We make as few imprints as possible, step inside of each other's footsteps, make sure our shoes are clean. But think about it: how quickly does the snow become dirty? How easy is it to mess everything up again? It's a bit on the inevitable side, if you ask me. And in the end, hate to break it to you, but snow melts.

As far as resolutions go, I'm reminded of all these 'experts' who give suggestions about how many or how few resolutions to make, of which resolutions you shouldn't make, because you're bound to fail at keeping them, etc. Newness can only be new for so long.

Maybe the trick isn't starting over. Maybe it's keeping all of our mistakes in tow and forging ahead, frontiersman-style.