Well, I've already booked my ticket on the new Titanic, and fingers crossed, we won't bang into any icebergs this time around. I'd really love to discover just what really happened to naughty old King John's treasure, but I'll leave that to my more adventurous Celtic Cousins.
I've recently been reading "The Magical World of the Inklings" and my mind's made up!
If I could slip through any worm hole, and go back to any moment in time, I'd travel back three or four thousand years. Ever since learning of Owen Barfield's theory that the ancient tales of gods walking among mortals as 'myths' and 'legends', should be taken more seriously, my imagination has been working overtime.
Owen Barfield was of course, one fourth of the nucleus known as "The Inklings", the other three being Lewis, Tolkien, and Williams. Barfield suggests that because our ancestors were more in tune with nature, they were more perceptible to supernatural and preternatural forces, and so able to commune more easily with the spiritual world. A world that we as cynical sophisticates are too quick to dismiss. We call the old stories "exaggerations" or legends, and tell ourselves it is impossible for anyone to have the strength of Hercules, or predict the future as Cassandra did.
Barfield argues that improbable shouldn't mean impossible. We take for granted the ability to flick a switch and have light. For our ancestors, talking and walking with gods was taken for granted. I'd love the opportunity to slip through a wormhole, and witness first hand these mystical times. With luck, I might even get to ride on Pegasus!