Tag Archive | darkness

Come Into The Light

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No matter how dark it gets
Or how far you fall
You are never out of the fight
Let that storm inside you
Push you to your limits
And come into the light

By Diana Wanamaker (pieces taken from the movie, “Lone Survivor”)

Copyright June 10, 2014. All Rights Reserved

Life of Pi

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By Diana Wanamaker

The Life of Pi – (movie)

One way I slow down and enjoy some down time is watching movies. I have always felt that movies offered much more than just entertainment (yes, I know there is much garbage out there to avoid when it comes to TV & movies. However it is like all life, it offers choices, choose wisely). They have offered me profound lessons, inspired many a writing, brought feelings of joy, hope and cleansed the emotions needing to surface. Stories told of those who made a difference and offered great positive energy to life around them and those they touched. Stories that have you rolling over in laughter, sitting on the edge of your seat, or leave you guessing the mystery of it all. But the Life of Pi, this is one movie (Life of Pi) that left me with an everlasting remembrance, offering life lessons of profound meaning and much beauty.

“Pi’s family owned a zoo, and Pi took great interest in the animals, especially a Bengal tiger named Richard Parker. When Pi tries feeding the tiger, his father runs in and angrily tells him that the tiger is dangerous, and forces Pi to witness the tiger killing a goat to prove his point. Pi is raised Hindu and vegetarian, but at 12 years old, he is introduced to Christianity and then Islam, and decides to follow all three religions as he “just wants to love God”. His mother supports his desire to grow, but his father, a rationalist, tries to convert him to his own way of thinking.” (Wikepedia)

The storyline continues when a 16 yr. old Indian Boy who survives a shipwreck in which his family dies and is stranded on a lifeboat with the Bengal tiger named Richard Parker. He later tell’s his story to a novelist and reflects back on his journey.

His father teaches him that the feeling of friendship Pi trys to develop with the tiger is merely a reflection of himself. But Pi believes that the tiger does have a relationship with him, despite his innate instincts. At the end of his ship wreck journey with Richard Parker (the Bengal Tiger), he tells the story again about the tiger and how he knew there was a relationship with the tiger, that was beyond a mere reflection of himself. He just knew it! He couldn’t explain it, or prove it, but he knew it, he could just ‘feel’ it!
So, is each animal who crosses our path merely a reflection of our inner selves?
Is each person we connect with the same, a mere reflection of ourselves -our shining light as well as the darkness that lurks in each of us?
Or, is there truly a connection to each kindred spirit that embarks upon our path?
And where darkness lurks and people who are overcome by it and they too cross our paths, are they something that unknowingly keeps us alive, keeps us going for better, just as Richard Parker did for Pi, on his shipwreck journey?

There is no question in my mind that the connection I have had and do have with my animals in my life, is an emotional connection beyond the mere reflection of myself. Just as Pi knew it was for him. But, I couldn’t help but wonder about the shipwrecks in my own life and the Richard Parkers that offered much darkness. It kept me alive, kept me fighting for something better. And often offered me the most profound lessons and spiritual enlightenment, once I allowed myself the humility of the lesson.

Copyright December 2013. All Rights Reserved

The Gift of Acceptance

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By Diana Wanamaker

About a year ago I started a ritual of writing any worry I had that seemed to place power over my world and put it in a box. A box that meant something special to me and represented something happy. I would ask question’s of what seemed impossible doom. There was one question that had been weighing heavy on my mind for a long time. It’s unwelcome arrival would likely offer more then I could overcome. It would change my life as I know it. All would be lost. Survival would be unbearable. These are facts of such a tragedy. No matter how I imagined myself in this tragedy, it never could offer much hope for a life of any kind.
I fought and fought every way imaginable to prevent this tragedy from happening, but no matter how much I did, no matter how many solutions I came up with, the result was the same. Inevitable doom. I couldn’t just accept it, I had to take action to prevent this. I must! Everything that was important to me was at stake. I fought for years to make changes, but no matter my solution, it was never good enough, the doom would still arrive.
Each time this worry or any worry like it came to my mind, I wrote it down and put it in the box. Each time giving it less power. It was months later that I came to the point where I realized there are no answers to this inevitable doom. I must give in.
I became weary, tired, exhausted and hopeless over the forthcoming fate. So, then I just began to picture myself in this unfortunate doom. I pictured myself somehow surviving. I pictured myself living it. By allowing it’s presence I found some peace. I found some quiet to the overwhelming power of this inevitable doom. It became less and less noisy in my mind.
Then came the acceptance.   I came to realize not all the answer’s of ‘why’ would come now, maybe never. I could ask, but to put it out there without an answer was crucial. No matter the little power I had over the future I better live the best life I know how today, for tomorrow may not bring another day like it. I accepted this inevitable doom as my fate in life. There was nothing more I could do to prevent it and there was little I could do to prepare for it. With that, I took away it’s power, I took away it’s strangle hold on me.
Then began the glory of faith for most days, instead of the darkness of doom. I was no longer hanging on the edge of the cliff waiting to be dropped to the bottom. I allowed my days to be taken by the sweet wings of faith. To have it’s miraculous world of wonder safely place me on the ground, balanced again.
Then, to my surprise came an answer.  I had started by placing the concerns of tomorrow on a card and released it the confines of the worry box. The worries of yesterday had cultivated an answer by the mere release of acceptance. A solution gently arrived. One that me nor any brilliant person would have imagined or thought of. That is the promise of faith. It delivers, but how and when, one never can tell, no matter the brilliance of an imaginative or logical mind. Today a solution was brought to my world and whisked away the doom that has been haunting my world for years of agony. Just by standing aside and letting go with a little acceptance I allowed faith to be my fate.

Copyright April 2015. All Rights Reserved