It’s a amazing what a difference a year can make. This time last year I was processing the loss of of a loved one. And, now I mourn the loss of another. Exactly one year a part to the day. The pain is undeniable. The anger, at times, uncontrollable. Pensive I remain. Trying to use logic where it does not exist. Trying to connect dots that continuously move or disappear. I am no longer afraid to die. What I fear is dying without legacy. Without sowing a seed. Without an imprint on the world.
The first loss in a way prepared me for the second. But this cut deeper, hit closer, and forced me into new perspective. This experience has made me a truly faithful person. I know because I was tested. I believed against all odds, and in the end was in a state of shock when the final card fell. And, although I felt (feel) a range of emotions, my faith has never shaken. I guess you could say I’ve grown into my faith. That maturity does not come easy, but it may just be the blessing that blossoms from this gloom. This may seem like a mirror image from last year, but things in the mirror may be larger than they appear. What a difference a year makes.
Why, then, is the worst pain reserved for those who will not accept its necessity?
American style and culture seems to be in a rut. Kurt Andersen gives his thoughts on why.
By appreciation, we make excellence in others our own property.
I couldn’t agree more. I’ve been to two of their live shows and they are AMAZING!
Kirsten Dunst and and Charlotte Gainsbourg give stirring performances in this film. Often we think that those who suffer from chronic depression are completely out of touch with the real world. But, maybe, just maybe, they are more in tune with reality than you and I. Imagine the burden that knowledge – a sensitivity of sorts – can be to bear. Some fight the imminence of death. Others accept it and may even be drawn to it. Leave it to controversial writer and director, Lars von Trier, to bring this juxtaposition to life.
Now That We’ve Found Love
I distinctively remember singing and dancing along to your music when I was a kid. Always a positive influence, you left us with your words “BE INSPIRED!” We definitely were and are.
RIP Heavy D
Martha Marcy May Marlene
This psychological drama left me wondering how I would react in a similar situation. We as humans can justify almost anything as long as it fits our end goal. And, sometimes our longing to be accepted, to be a part of a group, can cause us to cast away our morality and the ability to decipher right from wrong. But then again who created those labels anyway. Oh, the anarchy this inspires.
NO REVERB NO ENGINEER
JUST MUSIC AND WORDS
THE HUNGER THE THIRST
Love this! So introspective and unique.