Transcendentalism vs. Utopian Literature

Writing about what I do like or don’t like, my random organized thoughts and musings, art, or history isn’t something I generally take the time to do. I thought now-a-days people called that “Facebook”, but I guess for class purposes we’re going to migrate it to another website and call it “blogging”.

            I’ve decided to blog about my random thoughts and musings. I seem to have a lot of them, so why not! Although, I wouldn’t say their altogether organized, so this could prove to be challenging. Most of my reflections will more than likely be literature based due to the fact that I love reading and I tend to relate things I read to my real life.

            People call me Meghan (because that’s my name). I’ve lived in the country all my life. I love it. I could never see myself living anywhere but the scenic rural countryside. There is something about nature that just soothes my soul. I feel as if perhaps I could be a reincarnated Transcendentalist. Nature has a healing quality for me. Oddly enough, I hate camping. Hmm… I’m not entirely sure how that’s not completely contradicting.

            I think Transcendentalism is my favorite time period for literature. I relate to it fairly well. I just had a light argument with someone about why Transcendentalism was better than Utopian literature. Their claim was that Utopian literature made people happy, it helped them imagine what life could be like if everything was great, organized, and perfect. My argument was that Transcendentalism was superior because it takes things you already have and shows you how they are beautiful. It doesn’t create an imaginary world of beauty. It gives you the beauty you’ve had all along at your fingertips. Transcendentalism teaches you the beauty of life for what it is. I don’t need more things in life to be able to appreciate life, I just need to acknowledge the things I already have and utilize them. Life is not about quantity, it’s about quality.

            I feel as if for my first attempt at blogging, I’ve been relatively successful. Thanks for taking the time to read my first ever incessant chaotic rant of my daily contemplations!