What If I Became You?

what if

On Sunday Lucas and Dom had an interesting conversation on black holes.  The posited that it was a possibility if they went through a black hole they could switch identities.  This lead to a hilarious conversation about switching roles with Lucas being the grandfather and being married to me and Hillary being Dom’s mother and on and on.

But, after everyone went home it got me thinking about how would I behave if I thought I would come back to this world as another person.  Maybe a person of a different race and maybe a person without the economic privilege that I have.  Would I take the Biblical injunction to “Love my neighbor as myself” a little more to heart?

What if I became you

for just a day?

When I saw through

different eyes,

would I finally


Wishing you a week filled with good revelations,


On Tuesday’s I try to write a slice of my life and post it at Two Writing Teacher’s.  If you get a minute check it out.  You won’t be disappointed by the stories.

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About Bernadette

I live in the small town of Haddonfield, NJ. I am at an age in my life when I seem to spend time thinking and musing about life. These musings are usually stimulated by my walks through Haddonfield, my reading of books and fellow bloggers, and my interaction with my group of fabulous family and friends.

22 Responses

  1. Bernadette, I love madcap conversations like this that veer off on a tangent and end up somewhere even more philosophical than imagined. If we all kept this possibility in mind the world might be a very different place.

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  2. ALR

    I wonder all the time about coming back as someone entirely different than who I am!! What an awesome conversation between Grandfather and Grandson.


  3. cmargocs

    Such a timely post, and what a gifted connection you made with that conversation. It reminds me of an experiment we did in my high school psychology class. Half of us were blindfolded, and the class took a field trip to a nearby restaurant. We had to figure out where we were going, and then try to eat breakfast, without our sight–an empathy lesson on blindness. The Compassion Experience is nearest to your query: http://www.compassion.com/change/default.htm?referer=134089

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  4. What a whimsical way to think deeply about life and how we treat others. My daughter is convinced she is on her 9th life (she says there are 12). If we do this kind of thing all the more reason to love thy neighbor. They could be you!

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  5. If only we could trade to see what other’s see. This is a wonderful idea, and I love that you included your grandson in the imagining. I think I’ll ask the grand-girls what they might think about trading!

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  6. I can’t help thinking what an interesting writing assignment this would make for students (jr. high-high school). Perhaps they could draw identities on strips of paper from a paper bag. The “new” identities would have to be someone not in the class, of course!
    Your post is simple, but profound.

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