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7 Movies That Inspire Hope Within Me

I have an odd question to ask you.

Odd because I’m a writer, shouldn’t I be asking about books? Well, lots of movies came from books.

Plus as a writer, it’s stories that I love.

Odd because, hope as a subject? Not many people focusing on that lately.

Odd because my poetry doesn’t always appear hopeful (but it is to me).

Odd becuase because because.

Anywho…

 

I’ve arranged these 7 movies in order of how strongly they affect me. The first being the absolute strongest. Isn’t that how you detect hope? …. you FEEL it, are MOVED by it.


 

Collateral Beauty

I cannot put into words what I feel when watching this movie. Love, Time, Death. Who doesn’t decide to hate them at times? Which of us doesn’t need to remember their true meaning in our lives?

I guess there’s some words.

 

The Shack

You don’t have to even believe in a specific kind of Higher Power to feel the message of hope. I guess there was a bunch of controversy over this movie. All I have to do is google it to find out about what. I don’t care. Everyone everywhere can find something negative in everyone and everything, ever, if we look.

This movie has a message, this story has a message. Beyond that, the rest are trappings; extra for us to do with what we want, what we choose. The meaning of this movie, in my opinion, is something we all need. We get hope from forgiveness; for others, for ourselves. I know I need that. I know I need to believe, to know, I am loved and worthy of that love.

 

Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

This one I really don’t have words for. You’d have to watch it for yourself to possibly understand what I cannot communicate.

 

Hidalgo

This gives me hope that people can see ALL people as people, ALL animals as souls. Few things bring me pain so greatly as to see people hate, hurt, or become indifferent to animals.

 

No Reservations

Hope that everyone can change. Hope that love can find us all a way back home. A way back to ourselves. A way to healing. A way to hope.

 

The Addams Family

I’m weird. I’m certain you’ve noticed.

Now this movie doesn’t inspire a feeling of hope within me. But it does GIVE me hope. Hope that we can each be our own weird selves and still be accepted, loved, for who we are.

 

Remember the Titans

I often find it hard to remember to respect those who see me, Daphne, as white. I find it hard to see people as black. As Latino. As Asian. As Middle Eastern. As Pacific Islanders. As Native Americans. As “mixed”.

I am not my nationality. Sure, people can become products of their culture. But English culture is the same to a black English man and a white English man, in its purest form. We make things sexist. We make it about black and white. We make skin color important. Instead of loving differences in culture, being curious, exploring the many peoples on this painful, beautiful, crazy, messy world we’ve been gifted.

So what do I see before I see skin color? Easy. There is a person standing in front of me, different and similar to me, with a life full of experiences, tears, smiles, and blank faces I know nothing about.

This movie restores hope to me that we will find our way back to that within our own personal lives, if we so choose.

 

 

MY QUESTION IS THIS. What movies (and movies, only, for now, please) that inspire hope within you?

I’d really appreciate an answer.

We all struggle, right? We all need hope.

You don’t have to give an explanation or reason. Just a movie title. Or a few. I’d value some help from those of you who listen in to the inner ramblings I share with you. Thank you.

This isn’t a cry for help. It’s a cry for more hope. Something beautiful from our lives that we can share. That we can feel.

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47 Truths People Would Tell Their Younger Selves

If you could go back in time, and tell yourself up to five things, what would you say?

While I’m a big believer in having to live through our trials, pains, and sorrows in order to learn, grow, and become who we are today – I read this question in an email and it immediately captured me.

I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.

So I asked a handful of people I know what they would say…

 

I’d like to play blog tag with EVERYONE WHO READS THIS POST.

Oh yeah.

Challenge thrown down.

I’d love it if different people could copy and paste this post – and add onto it, wisdom from the people in their own lives. Let’s see how many truths we can accumulate. Don’t forget to link back to me so I can see too!

Also, if you’ve got some answers — throw ’em at me in the comments section! I want to know.

 

 

Laura,

  1. “Love yourself as you are, but always strive to become better.”
  2. “You’re beautiful and worthwhile and priceless.”
  3. “You are a daughter of a King [God] and are destined to be a Queen. Act accordingly.”

 

Reta,

  1. To my fifteen-year-old self: “You don’t know everything, you’ve got a lot more to learn about the real world. Much more wisdom to hear.”

 

Tannis,

  1. “If I had something to tell my younger self, it would just be that I wouldn’t change a thing. I have no regrets. My life has had the same ups and downs that every person does. But, I wouldn’t change who I have become. And, the best part, I have the three most miraculous children in the world! Just keep driving yourself forward every single day.”

 

Rose,

  1. “My feelings matter.”
  2. “I am special and deserve to be loved and nurtured.”
  3. “There is help out there for kids in abusive situations.”
  4. “I was right when I wondered if families could be happy, supportive, and loving.”
  5. “I can be truly happy and someday I will meet a wonderful man that loves me for who I am – and I will have a beautiful family of my own and have the opportunity to be the loving role model I always wanted.”

 

Anonymous,

  1. “It get’s better.”

 

Anonymous,

  1. “You don’t really have to grow up in all aspects of life; most of your best times will involve being silly and childlike.”
  2. “Yes, I know it sounds foreign right now, but you CAN learn to meditate.”
  3. “You are who you are and that’s okay. You can still be a wife and a mom. Most people will still like you and the ones who don’t won’t matter. You’ll miss out on a lot of peace if you wait until you’re 26 to realize this.”

 

Alisha,

  1. “Don’t date that guy.”
  2. “Go to class.”
  3. “You’re not fat.”
  4. “Say ‘no thanks’.”
  5. “Don’t waste your time.”

 

Martha,

  1. “Be more attentive in school. Now I understand the true importance of history! It’s a composite of everything we are – and a true path to whatever we will be. What, with all the warnings of what to not do again!”
  2. “Study Orwell more in depth. His 1984 is today! Are we in a time warp? Will we ever learn? And if we truly did, would we have the courage to change?”
  3. “Keep God’s commandments and follow without question!!!”

 

Chuck,

  1. “Go into baseball with Don Drysdale with the chance to pitch for the Dodgers.”
  2. “Do not get married at age nineteen.”
  3. “Do not start drinking.”

 

Kevin,

  1. “Don’t sell your 1967 Mustang fastback.”
  2. “Buy that house even if at first it will be hard.”
  3. “Save money for a rainy day.”
  4. “Don’t take that first pain pill.”
  5. “Most of all, I would beat it into myself to put my kids first in everything and to show them support in everything they do.

 

Anonymous,

  1. “Be courageous.”
  2. “Don’t allow my fears to sway my dreams.”
  3. “When I meet a church member, listen with my heart. Better decisions will follow that knowledge.”

 

Jim,

  1. “Career, financial, and investment advice.”
  2. “However, most of the wisest counsel I would like to give myself, I needed to learn through experience.”

 

Tiffany,

  1. “Just because you do something differently than someone else does not make it wrong or the wrong way of doing something. It’s your own way!”
  2. “Always keep an open mind.”
  3. “Never make an important decision based on emotions.”

 

Lisa,

  1. “This Earth is not our home. Our home is with God. Stay focused on your Eternal goal and not the worldly experience.”
  2. “Stand up for the things that you need and believe in.”
  3. “Don’t stress over the little things. God is there to help you through any trial. He will make the pain lighter and easier to handle.”
  4. “Love yourself, shine your light.”

 

Daphne Shadows,

  1. Stop hating yourself. If you don’t, this bad habit is going to grow until it’s taken over your identity.
  2. Stop allowing others to choke the life out of you with fear.
  3. Hope. Believe. It gets better. So much better.
  4. I would read “Invictus”, hug myself, and whisper in my ear, between you and God, you are the master of your fate, you decide your life. No one else. Not anyone else. Not ever.
  5. Get to writing stories you want to write! Enjoy it. That’s why you do it. If there’s no passion, there’s no life.

 

 

Invictus 

by William Ernest Henley

 

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

 

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.

 

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

I am the captain of my soul.

 

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We Are All Cracked

A water bearer carried 2 pots from the river to her master’s house every day.

One pot was perfect, carried its load easily and without issue.

The second pot wore a crack.

By the time the water bearer got to her master’s home, the first pot would be filled to the brim with water, just as when she filled it at the river. The second pot, however, would only be half full, having leaked water the whole walk home.

This second pot was ashamed of its imperfection. It often wondered, “why not replace me?” One day it asked, humiliated and feeling ever so lacking.

The water bearer smiled kindly, lovingly. She said, “As we walk home, watch the flowers on the side of the path.”

The pot, in it’s misery watched the flowers along the side of the path, glumly resigned to a life of being worthless. I’m sure the cracked pot wondered why watching flowers could help anything. Along the way, it noticed there were only flowers on it’s side of the path. The pot carried on her other side, which leaked nothing and boasted perfection, had no flowers to watch go by on it’s side of the path.

When the water bearer arrived at the master’s home, she told the cracked pot, “You see, I knew you had a crack. I planted seeds on your side of the path and you watered them each day. I then pluck the flowers and beautify the master’s home with them each week.”

 

 

God loves us, cracks and all.

I love this story.

 

We all leak. We all have weaknesses, all make mistakes.

We still bring beauty to the world around us if we try our hardest to do so.

 

I just recently had hallucinations, you guys! It was crazy. But I was aware that I was hallucinating so it wasn’t so frightening. I did have to call in sick from work the next day though. Which sucked. But it happens.

You see, I was given a certain pill and had a monumentally horrid reaction. Eventually, not getting enough sleep, (even for me, having insomnia on and off), I ended up hallucinating.

Ha! Crazy experience!

What I’m getting at here, is this…

 

…I have a lot of health issues. They caused me to have to quit my full time job of construction. I now work part time and am searching for other part time work.

At the moment I cannot even buy my own food or my baby’s food (my dog).

I have quite a many cracks and, like the pot, there is nothing I can do to sew them up, to quit leaking. I cannot change how I was born. I can work toward a healthier life, yes, but I cannot change my health. I cannot slough off the debilitating depression or anxiety or exhaustion that shuts down my ability to focus or think properly (due to CFS), I cannot do anything about any of my health issues – and get another full time job and go to work like a normal, healthy person with stability of body and mind.

 

 

Often times I have felt like the cracked pot, ashamed of my weaknesses and inability to function like a hard working member of society.

But I’m now certain, somewhere along the way, the leaking I’ve done has allowed something wonderful to grow.

In the past month, I’ve realized, I am hard working. I am working crazily hard. With my family, helping others, attending my callings in life, writing, working part time, and coping with my limitations as best I can.

What more can I ask of myself?

 

We are all imperfect. We all have issues.

This is, of course, is only one part of my life. But I’ve shared with you so you can see how I can focus easily on what I cannot do, and woe over my incapacitates to have a purpose.

Or I can realize that by leaking, I’m helping flowers grow.

I am helping with much else in my life and the lives around me.

I have purpose.

I am loved, regardless.

 

I am cracked. We are all cracked.

We are lovable, regardless.

 

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The Reason My Soul Stopped

I believe there comes a time to look objectively at my life and decide if there are any beliefs, behaviors, projects, relationships, dreams, and/or time spent in any other ways that are doing more harm than good, or simply need to be allowed to die a natural death.

 

 

I have spent 6 years on a story. One which has changed altogether 3 times. One which has brought me much joy and realization, illumination in my own life.

But this story is more closely tied to my uncertainty and shifting life purposes than I was aware. Blair does not know what her story is or how to arrange in her heart all the pieces of her puzzle.

This is because, I do not know these precise things.

I cannot yet tell you Blair’s story. To all those who have read one of her stories, I am ever grateful for your help in revealing a part of my soul to me. But I must admit, you have not met Blair in her fullness.

It is time Blair and I move on together, to further discover our own lives.

It’s time I begin anew.

I will always love Blair. I will tell her story at some future date.

But to do so today would be a sham, a disgrace, a lie.

And there is a difference between perseverance and sheer stubborn denial.

 

So, I must confess, I was wrong. I haven’t lost the urge to write. I’ve lost the desire to try to force something that isn’t ready.

But this is great freaking news!

I am moving on.

 

 

I find I am excited by this new, empty page.

There is a dragon unlike I’ve ever met meandering around in the back of my mind; napping, checking in on zombies, solving mysteries to keep herself from going mad, and eating a lot of peaches.

I’m interested in her, in this strange new feel she brings.

 

In conclusion, I’m eternally grateful that I have not been published.

I wasn’t ready. I didn’t know myself at all. Consequently, my stories were places where I could escape the nastiness of my life. I cram packed it when violence, anger, death, and not much else.

I can no longer be the writer I was before.

I’ve imbued myself with lessons learned and truths identified. I’m glad for these stories, critiques, experiences, and rejections. They give me traction to climb my life’s mountains and the cushion and helmet I will need when I trip, stumble, and almost fall off.

Because let’s be honest, soul eater or dragon, I’m a wobbly individual.

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Do You Forget?

 

Sometimes, we need the reminder.

 

“Beauty surrounds us.”

  • Rumi

 

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300 Million Year Old Dragons

Dragonflies, that is.

I love dragonflies. I won’t get into their symbolism today, but I’d love to in a future post.

 

Dragonflies were here 100 million  years before the dinosaurs. and had up to 2 foot long wingspans. (Their wingspan is now five or six inches.)

THAT would be cool to see. A huge dragonfly flitting by our heads, grabbing a bird out of the air and chomping down on it.

And dragonflies are brutal predators in the insect world.

Check out their jaws…

 

Now imagine that underwater in your pool if they were two feet large.

That’s a nymph dragonfly. They start their lives out as underwater larvae, terrorizing fish and others of their own kind.

Because, oh yeah – dragonflies (whether they’re a nymph or aviators) – are cannibals.

 

Their emergence from their nymph bodies into the gorgeous flying dragonfly is amazing.

I also found a video for this…

 

Creepy and awe inspiring right?

I love it.

 

Years ago, I found a few dragonflies in my backyard and took a zillion photos. You’ll see I use them for the cover photos on my blog above, my twitter account, and Facebook account.

Wee bit obsessed with dragonflies.

Here are some of my favorites. I suggest you click into each of them so as to see the dragonflies up close.

 

Daphne Shadows

This one is pretty zoomed out but I love the warring colors of the trees and the vibrancy of the orange/red dragonfly.

 

Daphne Shadows

I caught the blue one with it’s mouth open.

 

Daphne Shadows

Looking through all of the photos I took, even though I was on the ground below the dragonflies, zooming in with a camera, the dragonflies eyes’ followed my exact location, regardless. Their eyes are always looking at me.

 

Daphne Shadows

 

Daphne Shadows

The multi-colored dragonfly always looks like it was smiling. 🙂

 

Daphne Shadows

 

Daphne Shadows

 

Daphne Shadows

I tend to like the out of focus look, if you couldn’t tell.

 

Daphne Shadows

I like this one because you can see the dragonfly with its mouth only partially open, giving you a better view of how the little guy is put together.

Also, this dragonfly is probably close to the end of his or her life, as it’s wings are torn up. 😦

 

Daphne Shadows

Whereas the orange dragonfly is relatively young, most likely, as it’s wings are in perfect condition.

 

Daphne Shadows

 

Daphne Shadows

 

Beautiful creatures, right?

Do you like dragonflies?

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Replace Hate

Hiya crazies!

How goes it?

It goes well here. Well, kinda well.

 

Anywho…

I teach a Sunday second hour class every other Sunday and thought I’d share something we and the kids did a month ago or so.

If you balk at organized religion, this is more about being human than anything. Or, I should say, humane. Which, if you ask me, is something we seem to lack. But that’s a rant for a different day.

There’s this teacher dude with this awesome “Erase Meanness” thing.

I’m real articulate today.

Dude is here. Check it out. Really. Go.

Now!

 

You back?

Yes, that was Kevin Bacon on his page-thingy.

Okay.

 

I went in a half hour early and wrote negative words on the board. In the center of the board, I wrote “Satan is Hate”. You can re-word this as “replace hate…”

 

I then had the crazies erase a word and replace it with a kind word. In the center, it then read, “Christ is Love”. Again, for a non religious example, you can simply write “with love”.

 

We can all replace hate with love. We can treat each other with respect and kindness.

Not saying that I wouldn’t protect myself or those I love, I’m simply saying we don’t need to be so needlessly, ridiculously, bloody cruel.

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