A movie that I really liked a lot was Agnieszka Holland's The Secret Garden, based on the famous childrens' book. You have this very grim and dark (though somewhat alluring) old house and the forgotten garden that the girl and the boy discover and turn into its former glory. Meanwhile life comes back to the old house and its aged owner as well. It's a very lovely and simple parable of the way things should be. Things should start to blossom and thrive only with the help of some tender, love and care. I wrote something akin to this, of an inspirational nature, back in the late 90's in connection to an art exhibition I had. It's in the beginning of this blog. I thought of this today when I was feeling such incredible heaviness from the fact that the radio show about my sad social situation aired this morning. I listened to it, went back to bed, and woke up really groggy when it was almost dark outdoors. Talking about one's money and health issues is incredibly heavy. It's also hard to let someone take over and make whatever they want out of the material that matters so much. I suddenly realized that I couldn't imagine a beautiful summer's day with muslin curtains billowing in the breeze... A luscious green garden with tantalizing plants and nooks and lovely garden furniture. I couldn't imagine my secret garden anymore. I resolved that I must try and keep up the hope that next year will be a better one and that the astrologer's are right about "new beginnings". I then started a new playlist called just that: http://view.playlist.com/14348834827, though I haven't managed to find too many interesting songs yet. But I received a donation today and though not a very substantial one, the kindness touched me to tears... I need to believe in the benevolence and empathy of people out there in the world. Here's to a lighter life.
Artwork: "My Secret Garden", mixed media on paper by author, all rights reserved 1997
