Look me in the eyes to see if I am telling the truth.
Look me in the eyes to understand me.
Look me in the eyes to understand yourself.
The above images are from the extraordinary film, Samsara. I saw it earlier this week now have to ask myself:
Is it possible to be both incredibly pissed off and extremely grateful at the same time?
Grateful because this film makes me realize once again how incredibly blessed I am to live here in my oh-so-comfortable little Newport Beach life.
Pissed off because 98% of the world (I’m guessing at this number, but 1.4 billion people are confirmed to live on less than $1.25 per day) do NOT enjoy my hedonistic lifestyle, and the film forces me to look these people in the eye.
In high resolution.
I’m also back at screenwriting school this week, which used to be inspiring. But now I’m a little lost because the two best movies I’ve seen in recent years have no dialogue. (The Artist is the other one.) How can my weak little pen compete with all these brilliant 1000+ word pictures?
And after seeing the epic cinematography in Samsara, I’ve changed my mind about travel too. Who really needs to leave home when you can see the entire world in a ninety-nine minute film? I’m not kidding … you have to see this movie to believe it. Shot in twenty-five countries over five years, it’s nothing less than the story of what it means to live on this incredible planet during this extraordinary time.
In the context of Buddhism and other Eastern religions, the term Samsāra refers to the repeating cycle of birth, life, death, and rebirth (reincanation). But in the film, I believe Samsara is used more broadly to describe what it means to be a human being living on this overcrowded planet right now. It does so by showing us the vast array of worldly activities which occupy us, our myriad sufferings and joys thereof, as well as the universally unsettled and agitated human mind through which we perceive reality.
It’s both beautiful and disturbing.
And it makes me completely underwhelmed with myself and this crazy dream of trying to create anything of artistic value with mere words.
Wimpy little words.
You really need to SEE this film to understand.
I hope you do.
In the meantime, I’m off to an Equine Therapy retreat in Tucson this week. (Because this is the type of self-indulgent activity I choose to pursue in my frivolous little life at the moment.)
Nevertheless, I’m hoping to learn something valuable from the horses. At least I’ll be doing my best to work with these creatures consciously and gratefully. Does mere awareness count as a start?
Have you seen Samsara? What did you think? And how does it make you feel about your life?