I probably won’t watch the Academy Awards this evening. I am not a big movie person. If I could find the Red Sox game I would watch that. Instead of either I plan to be hanging out with friends. We will practice some healings on each other and chat, and chat and chat. I will come home with more than one idea for an essay.
I am going there with this one on my mind. And, it is about a movie.
I saw the King’s Speech two nights ago. I went primarily because of Colin Firth. Ever since his part as Mr. Darcy in Pride and Prejudice I have had one eye open for any roles he played. That I love history and the stories of people added to my Colin Firth thing meant I would be disappointed if I did not go. Then the movie and the acting blew me away.
The King’s Speech is about a man who heard what his Soul’s purpose was every time he spoke. The movie does not talk about it like that and as clear as it is he may not have made the connection. He may well have died not understanding that while he lived a purposeful life it was also exactly what his Soul came to do. The very great pain that he endured also helped him give his Nation the energy and spirit and faith to get through WWII. But this movie was not about that.
It is a little bit about the man who became King and the boy who was severely maligned in his childhood. But really, it is about the other man. It is not until the end of the movie that the key piece of his life came out but I won’t be a movie spoiler.
Instead, I walked out of there barely thinking of the ice storm that could be waiting for us and I wasn’t thinking of Colin Firth at all. It was the story of the other man who built a life for himself and his family out of his heart.
While someone might think his behavior odd as certainly did the King and her majesty, and threatening as did the King’s men he instead looked out at the world with his Soul. He was doing what he loved. He laughed often, he did not think his behavior was odd and he wasn’t afraid of himself.
I liked that it was called the King’s Speech, it made it less obvious and then more interesting to be about the character who became an intimate friend of the King. Only when I had to step carefully on the ice did I not think of that man’s story.
I did not know it was going to be in the movie and I am sure a movie just about him and if it was done well would have many scenes that are dismal and painful. I dare not Google to find out if he lost his eldest son in the War. Instead I want to see in my heart how he saw. What sounded like good wit was his reality. What made his quick step was likely his joy for his life. The ingredients of compassion and understanding made him look wise. And he was.
He figured out that living his dream and being his passion made for a rich life deserving of an Oscar. Of course he didn’t know that but he lived his life anyway.
Many people do this and they don’t get movies but you do notice them; their smile, their shiny glowing eyes, the quick step and how they carry joy. You may not know exactly how they do it but you can recognize it.
Okay, I am going to watch the Award show for a bit. “And now for the Feature Presentation, the winner is … “Look in the mirror. The Oscar can go to you, not for acting but for living your life purposefully and with your Soul as the script you will get the golden award for best screenplay.”