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Olympics

Everyone who knows me knows I am not really a sports fan, but I've always loved the Olympics. There's just something about it that appeals to me. Tonight, I sat down and watched (and it's still going on as I type) the entire thing, and was in awe. I almost started crying at a few points, and I'm not a big cryer. I'm totally thrilled that the games are being held in Athens, it's the absolute most appropriate place for them to be. I think that's one of the things that's most appealed to me, is the sense of tradition comes from the games. They're one of the most ancient things that has held over from long ago, and that sense of connections just makes things right somewhere in my heart. Crowns of laurel, peace treaties, some of the same games from three thousand years ago, becoming fully modern and yet keeping the spirit of the original games in every breath (although I'm pretty sure the ancient Greeks wouldn't have considered ping-pong a sport). Athletes, fighters through talent and not weapons, from everywhere around the world, gather in one giant mass and from my distance, miles and miles away through my television, you can't tell who's who or from where and that's exactly as it should be.

As I was watching the parade, I can't remember what exactly they called it in Greek but it translated to hourglass, I could fully appreciate all of the contributions that the Greeks made to our modern world, western civilisation and more. A teacher I once had in High School said that the Roman society owed just about everything to the Greeks, and every western society from there forward had elements of the Greek influence in there. Again, it's that sense of being tied together throughout the ages that just makes me shiver in a good way. It also made me sure that the field I want to go back to school to study to my doctorate and beyond, folklore and mythology, is the absolute right path for me. I think I have the Greeks to thank for that as well, the first book I can remember having (I know I had it somewhere in grammar school, that's about as early as I can go) about mythology was this little tacky yellow and orange looking thing about Greek myths. I learned the stories of Perseus and Medusa, Theseus and the Minotaur, Pygmalion and Galatea, Eros and Psyche. And I've always been partial to Athena, the pursuit of knowledge meant a lot to me, even as a little kid. These stories captured my imagination, rooted somewhere in my soul, and haven't let go since. Being able to study these stories is a dream, and being able to share what I've learned an even bigger one. I know how to craft a story, now I want to know about the stories that people told, stories so primal and affecting, stories that detail the human condition in ways that don't change over time no matter what people say. I doubt we'll ever forget these stories, but I want to do my part in making sure they don't fade away anytime soon.

Ohhh, they've started up those drums again. Positively chilling. Brings to mind ancient nights around a fire, listening to stories being told and being swept away to places nearby and far far away.

Did you ever have one of those experiences in life where you find that it means so much to you and it's something you'll never forget? I think this is one of them.

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