This project has been years in the making, and without me even realizing that it is a project until I’ve compiled all the pieces that I have written and noticed that the stories had an underlying theme.
“Samsara” –according to Wikipedia (which by the way if any of my academia colleagues were to learn I’ve cited from–they would banish me from the academia world for utilizing such atrocity!) is “a Sanskrit word that means “wandering” or “world”, with the connotation of cyclic, circuitous change. It also refers to the theory of rebirth and “cyclicality of all life, matter, existence”, a fundamental assumption of all Indian religions. Saṃsāra is sometimes referred to with terms or phrases such as transmigration, karmic cycle, reincarnation, and “cycle of aimless drifting, wandering or mundane existence.”
There are writers who go with the gut instinct when a story manifests itself. These writers are quite intelligent and are known to be risk takers. Their creative minds will go to work immediately–producing beautiful works of literature and they become prolific in their work.
Then, there are writers such as myself, who in a way denies these stories until they continue to stalk them in their minds. The themes of the stories manifests themselves slowly, and they play peek-a-boo in some essays every now and then.
But, let’s get real and practical here. Real life requires one to survive, and survival means livelihood. And, so such things like a job, daily routines are required for the sake of one’s sanity. Such reality is the biggest and the most difficult stumbling block. But, let me quit my philosophical musings.
“Samsara” is a work in progress, one that I am hoping (no, I am determined) to fulfill. Because, if not–it will continue to stalk me in my mind, and stalk me in a much worse way than Jennifer Jason Leigh’s stalker-craycray in Single White Female.
The story of Samsara begins with a dream, and a dream that ignites the question of life and who we are. Most importantly, it raises the question of what we are meant to do on earth, and who, along the way was meant to be with us on this beautiful, and sometimes perfectly flawed life.