A Field in Which to Frolic**


everyone has a reason
March 5, 2012, 12:41 pm
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..that had a person not sinned, what would there be for you to pardon?

Ovid said that, and he was right.

Everyone who shows up in our lives shows up the way they are

showing up so that you can show up the way you planned to show up.

Are you showing up that way?  Or have you forgotten why that

person who is “doing it to you” is doing it to you…?



Lost
October 14, 2011, 5:04 pm
Filed under: Musings, Things I Love

I recently started watching Lost again, from the very beginning.  It’s been quite a while since I watched the show in its entirety, and I’d forgotten just how much I love this damn show.  The character development is so amazing; I have legitimate caring and empathy for these characters.

I watched the season 1 finale last night.  The final moments of the episode show everyone boarding the plane.  Watching, sad, humble John Locke waiting for the plane to take off broke my heart. It also made me really happy for Island Locke, who finally gets to live the life he’s always envisioned for himself.

Terry O'Quinn - John Locke

Terry O’Quinn aka John Locke

Terry O’Quinn did such an amazing job with Locke.  He birthed a truly multifaceted character that you don’t completely understand until the final episodes of the series.  Watching the beginning again, knowing how it ends, is an interesting endeavor.  I don’t want the world to let Locke down, and knowing that is coming is a hard thing to take.

As as I watch the story unfold once again, I realize how great a metaphor for life Lost truly is.  Most Lost fans will respond to that with a collective, “duh!” However, I think the metaphor goes deeper than one might at first consider.  There are so many things that happen on that island… some huge and painful, some painfully insignificant, and mostly weird and unexpected; isn’t that how life goes?  And then there’s the end, where once it’s all said and done, none of that weird, unexpected, painful crap really matters.  As I believe in life, Lost speaks the same message: in the end, love is what really matters the most.

So even when thing are awful, confusing, and not at all what you’d have planned for yourself, try to remember the story Lost told.  None of it really matters, because it all takes you to the same place in the end.