A statue, not a meditating dwarf

21 Oct

I’m afraid to say that the threat I made last week about spending the entirety of this post whinging may end up being carried out. I’ve spent the entire morning, while walking about the city centre, trying to find positive things to write about. I’ve watched the interactions between parents and their children, I’ve eavesdropped on conversations, I’ve even spent the last hour in Central Station, watching to see if there would be a happy reunion or some such drivel. While I’m not saying that I haven’t witnessed some beautiful, and moving, moments today, I can say that each and every one of them has been proceeded with some dire, depressing occasion, seemingly to occur precisely in order to balance out the happiness of the moment before. The beautiful moment of happiness when the children spot their dad coming out of the office from work is cut short by their mother’s screeching over missing money. The mother finding her young, teenage daughter in the crowded platform, runs joyously up to her, only to be confronted by a bulging belly and a Mothercare bag.

So, my attempts at finding something happy to tell you about has completely backfired and has just depressed me more than I was when I started. You’re just going to have to put up with a rant today.

As I’m sure you can figure out, after my last ditch attempt at finding inspiration for my post, I’ve had a pretty crap week. I’m still loaded with the cold, overdosing on Lemsips and eating far too many Soothers. In fact, it’s been so bad that I’ve had to skip my lectures on Friday. Those of you who know me will know that I do not miss classes. Ever.

I didn’t used to mind skipping classes. I had a lot of health problems and regularly had to take time off from school. Now though, I would never take time off if I could possibly avoid it. I suppose it’s actually because of having been absent so much before that I never miss a class. I used to get told off by a couple of my teachers quite a lot, who were less understanding about my health problems, and used to get called a skiver by my classmates. It completely changed last year though, to the extent that, rather than moaning at me about not being at school, my teachers repeatedly ‘had words’ about me being at school!

The fact that I missed a whole day of lectures speaks volumes about how rotten this cold is. I’m still determined it is a cold. I do not get flu’s!!

Anyway, other than coughing up half my lungs I’ve not had a very interesting week. I’m still struggling with my essays but I’ve now got a whole week to spend trying to get them sorted out. I’ve decided to go home for reading week, it’s my best friends birthday party tomorrow, and my birthday on Tuesday so I’ve managed to convince my self it’s a good idea to drag more than 20 course books all the way down to Eastriggs. I’m absolutely dreading the return journey!

Oh, something interesting did happen! I almost forgot! Well, I found it interesting, anyway. On my way back from the centre shopping on Monday, (only 65 days until the ‘C’ word, oh dear God) I fell over getting off the Subway. That in itself isn’t interesting, just an every day occurrence, however, I had actually tripped over something on the floor which ended up completely weirding me out. (My amazing English skills…) It was a little Buddha on a keyring. (A statue obviously, not a meditating dwarf). This was so strange that day because, for the last year I’ve been seriously reconsidering my religion, and trying to decide if I did, in fact, have one.

I started to do this after Fifth year, having had a very bad time of things for quite a while, I began to really doubt my faith. Up until that point I would have classed myself as a Christian. (Protestant to be precise, and I have to be precise, my family’s from the West of Scotland, enough said.) I had never, up until that point, considered that I could believe anything else, or disbelieve what I thought I did. However, when I started to feel that perhaps things weren’t as clear cut as they seemed to be, I decided to look into religion more, and ended up taking RMPS at higher.

I learned a lot during this class, about my own religion as well as about Buddhism, which, right from the very beginning intrigued me. It was only when I decided to read the bible over the summer that I decided that I could not call myself a Christian as I didn’t really believe in God.

I had been talking to my mum, only the night before I found the keyring, about my increasing interest in Buddhism and had mentioned that I was considering going to the Buddhist temple. She suggested I wait and see how I feel about it when I was a bit more settled.

Now, I’m not really big on ‘signs’ or ‘fate’, it’s all mumbo-jumbo to me, however, my mum seems to think me finding the Buddha keyring was a sign, not mere coincidence, and I’m a little inclined to agree with her. It’s just a bit spooky!

Sorry, I’ve went off track, into the rocky grounds of religion. Well, I don’t think I have too much else to tell you about. I had a very flattering request by an English teacher in Falkirk, who asked if she could show one of my stories to her higher class. She’s also offered to let me bounce some ideas for creative writing off her, and has actually given me a few good ones already, so hopefully they’ll be up here soon. (I know I kind of already promised this last week but I just can’t seem to get over this writers’ block!)

Anyway, I’m going to go finish reading Another Country for English Lit, given it was meant to be read for three weeks ago I figured I’d best get a move on with it! Bye!

*** Oh MY God! I’m tacking this little paragraph on at the last minute because another really weird thing has happened! On my way back from getting my book out of my suitcase, I sat down and jumped right back up, screeching in pain after sitting on a Buddha!!! (Again, a statue…)A little silver statue was sitting in my seat!!!!! I asked everyone around me if it was their’s, or if they’d seen who put it there, but it didn’t belong to them, and nobody had passed!! How weird!! Maybe I should go to the temple soon after all… ***


9 Responses to “A statue, not a meditating dwarf”

  1. Hassie Nalbone October 23, 2011 at 3:56 pm #

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  2. Aaron Rozeboom November 1, 2011 at 4:41 pm #

    Awesome article and especially informative. Thanks for taking the time to write it and post it!

  3. Jodie Winburn November 18, 2011 at 2:49 pm #

    Hi Jenchay. I just wanted to say that this is a very interesting post! I think it’s fascinating reading about your ‘religious opinions’ so to speak. I know you’ve not really written much though, but you’ve definitely caught my interest! Buddhism is something I know nothing about! If you have time, could you maybe write a post/page giving some information?? That would be really good! Thanks a lot!

    • Jennifer Hay November 18, 2011 at 2:54 pm #

      Hi Jodie! I’m glad you found my post interesting. I’ve been a bit weary so far about putting much info up about my ‘religious opinion’, but I think that I’m going to start. I’m not going to say anything offensive and I’d like to think that anyone taking the time to read this blog will not cause bother! So yeah, I’ll write a bit more soon! And I’ll definitely write a post about Buddhism! The only problem is, How do you fit it all in?? It’s a very complicated religion (I would even go so far as to say that it’s more a philosophy than a religion) but I’ll try my best to give you an overview! Jenx

    • Scott Leason November 18, 2011 at 3:11 pm #

      Are you taking request now? 😉 Can I be really cheeky and say I’d love it if you gave an overview on what you’re learning in your theology classes! I know nothing about religion, so it would be great to have a bit of info, and you’ve got a really nice writing style, one I’d find easy to follow even if the subject’s a little dry! Cheers

      • Jennifer Hay November 18, 2011 at 3:16 pm #

        Haha! Actually, yes, I’d happily take requests! Anything you guys want me to write will at least be attempted! And I’m sure it’ll be good revision!! But dry?! Really?? 😛 Never!! Jenx

  4. aalibrary January 24, 2012 at 4:01 pm #

    Another coincidence; after dipping into the book last evening that accompanies the BBC programme The History of the World in One Thousand Objects I came upon something about Buddhist Bhutan. Apparently its previous king believed in GDH (Gross Domestic Happiness)rather than GDP (Gross Domestic Product). I thought that was a pretty cool political philosophy and beats GDM (the ‘m’ being misery), something we are all feeling with the present economic climate.

    • aalibrary January 25, 2012 at 10:27 am #

      Oops! that should be 100 objects! Well, it is a big, fat book.

      • Jen C Hay January 25, 2012 at 1:13 pm #

        🙂 I had wondered… And you’re right that does seem a far better philosophy! I doubt though, with such severe consumerism, that any western country could actually take that seriously. It’s a good mindset to have though.

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