Life, Itself

light at the end of the tunnel

I watched a movie the other day called “Life, Itself.” At one point a character in it had an Aha moment about story writing and life:

  • Our lives are our stories, and become told as we live them out.
  • The narrator tells our story. Due to varying perceptions, both between and within individuals, the idea is made that we all are an Unreliable Narrator .
  • Life unfolds and occasionally throws us curve balls.
  • Life itself is actually the unreliable narrator.

To get the details better, go watch the movie. My point here is that I was really struck with how, basically, shit can happen no matter how you are otherwise writing your story. I mean the knock-your-world-off-its-axis-there-is-no-going-back kind. Except that perceived another way, it is possible that it could actually end up to be an unforeseen, potentially beautiful memoir.

And then… shit happened.

We had a family emergency that very day. And I do mean the knock-your-world-off-its-axis-there-is-no-going-back kind. (Hmmm… Maybe you shouldn’t watch the movie!) Didn’t see it coming, nothing is the same.

Life truly is an unreliable narrator.

And yet, I do trust as we go forward together, that one day we might all look back and see that it was an unforeseen beautiful chapter, in the end. Just not today.

Here’s to perception and prayers.

Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn’t you — all of the expectations, all of the beliefs — and becoming who you are.

Rachel Naomi Remen, via Jean Haner’s Clear Home, Clear Heart

it will be okay, in the end. if it's not okay, it's not the end.

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