Today I saw The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. Someone had told me it was an uplifting film, but I thought it was very sad. I did feel lucky to be able to move and talk and so on on my own after all of the claustrophobic scenes. Such extremes of isolation.
Have not been able to concentrate very well; I think that after certain parts of the year are very stressful for a number of years consecutively, just the seasonal change itself can bring on emotions which are not really related to daily/weekly expereince, but instead, products of and reactions to things which may have happened long ago, but to which one cannot react at the time without risking big things. This can also be triggered off by events near and far (or a combination of both). So it's been important to try to reenvision springtime and to try to stretch myself and to ignore the things which no longer apply to me, but which "would have."
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I loved "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly", but the movie I'd rather see is "My Stroke of Insight", which is the amazing bestselling book by Dr Jill Bolte Taylor. It is an incredible story and there's a happy ending. She was a 37 year old Harvard brain scientist who had a stroke in the left half of her brain. The story is about how she fully recovered, what she learned and experienced, and it teaches a lot about how to live a better life. Her TEDTalk at TED dot com is fantastic too. It's been spread online millions of times and you'll see why!
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