Exploring my vast love affair with cinema — and how it ended
I have always enjoyed the reflection of life to life itself — Truffaut
My first memorable cinematic experience happened when I was 12 years old.
I had convinced my mother and my older brother to go watch Steven Spielberg’s Saving Private Ryan. For those not familiar with the film, it is set during World War II, and its opening sequence is a rendition of the deadly and vicious D-Day landing of June 6, 1944.
At the time of its release, most critics talked about how unforgivingly bloody that extended opening scene was — body parts flying around, unspeakable agony and the relentless sounds of bullets … all in Dolby Surround Sound. …
Earlier this year, during lockdown number one, I was pondering—as one does—on the nature of creativity.
More specifically, I was honing in on the following questions :
Beyond catharsis and self identification, which are pretty much universal outcomes, I started to wonder what specifically we may hope to attain when we consume art—or indeed, when we create.
Is it a particular sensation or emotion? …
When rather than feeling unworthy, you feel acutely unseen
This usually comes about when you’re invested in work that is close to your heart. It is characterised by a torrent of doubt and fear that invades your being just as you are about to start transmitting your truth, or reaching for your highest desires.
Yet, in essence, being an imposter means that you’re pretending to be someone that you’re not.
So, in this particular context, it’s useful to ask yourself :
… even when it hurts.
Vulnerability is a quality that you learn to develop as you look within yourself, and attempt to embrace what seems at first like darkness, but is in fact is the truth—your true essence—waiting to be unravelled. …
Learn to complete your work rather than wait for it to be perfect.
The notion of catharsis comes from Aristotle’s Poetics and signifies a “release through drama”. It was used to describe the emotion that audiences felt when witnessing a stage performance. Through the act of play, the audience was able to transpose their own experience onto the characters and, in the unraveling of the story, they could attain a sense of moral peace.
These are an escape but also a very particular delving inward, almost like a dream world. It’s no surprise that the above-mentioned activities are deemed hypnotic states that encourage an awakening of the subconscious mind—the part of our brain that influences our actions and feelings without us necessarily being aware of it. …
Embrace the ditches. They have so much to teach you.
There you are, riding fast along the tempestuous wave of inspiration, when suddenly, that same inspiration mercilessly falls to the floor, leaving you stunned, shocked, and somewhat decrepit.
Ideas run dry.
Quickly, as you gather yourself back up, you start ruminating on whether you need to change career paths — if you’re actually on one. Perhaps you’re already in the forest of thought, where paths seem as distant a concept as sanity.
You despair over deadlines, you question your validity as a human being. There you are, in full splendour : the epitome of the Starving Artist — or Failing, or Ruined, or Whatever Dramatic Term hits your fancy here. …
Reclaim your Power.
It may be …
I spent most of my teens and twenties in a self destructive haze.
With the luxury of hindsight, I am able to see that this was all perhaps an extensive process of coming to terms with a trauma I have yet to fully unearth, but it was a process nonetheless.
The safety of pointing fingers to the one who is so ostentatiously a wreck helps us find some semblance of peace as we, for a moment, forget the disaster that lies within our own emotional realm. …
in this year of no escaping the self
I find myself often reminded of how easy it is
to simply heighten the moment with intention
each meal, each walk, bike ride, interaction
can be an occurrence of the divine
if you make it so
by focussing on the weight
that we occupy within it
a sense of self does not result
from simply acknowledging that you are here
but rather noticing
the insane & minute magnificence of it all
and taking it all in
We find ourselves at a time when the universal reflects the personal perhaps like no other time before.
A world is being rebuilt, systems are actively being dismantled — all of this as a result of a highly echoed NO MORE from those of us seeking a new world.
A world built on equality, kindness, compassion and REAL justice.
This is a time when we are called to ask ourselves : what is it that we’ll tolerate from the information that is being shown to us?
Never before has it been so easy to contest the education that is attempting to be force fed to us. The veil has been far lifted and we are compelled to call for truth to be heard, said, chanted, put forward in all ways possible. …
Remember to take care of yourself while you change the world.
As the world rises to speak and fight for equality, it feels simultaneously like the best week and the worst week to be talking about self love.
On the one hand, speaking about anything related to “the self” feels like a prolongation of this individualistic system which we are now seemingly dismantling, but, on the other hand, tending to our own self does feel like essential work if we are to move forward, together.
As the gears of our time shift towards unity consciousness, it remains important nonetheless to tend to our own needs before anything else. …