A two minute human portrait of a wildly popular author that wonders about our own inability to come to terms with the possibility that we each might be perfect.
It’s a feeling inside that defies definition. It’s an experience of wholeness. An experience of tranquility. Of peace. An experience of home. It’s an experience of life. I could stay here all day.
‘It happens with people. It happens in solitude. It happens in the midst of incredible busyness. And incredible stillness.’ Might you take a step towards a contemplative life. A meditative life. A life of quiet and courageous transformation.
One man sought out those who would challenge his view on the world. Because he knew that he could never know for certain. Another man sought out the company of those who held tight to his same view.
The 1940s Holocaust might have been one of the lowest points of human existence. These few minutes wonder if we ‘might all hold the capacity to see light in the darkness’. This is a glimpse of the stoic experience of a holocaust survivor.
Perhaps with understanding, comes the falling away of judgment. And with the falling away of judgment, comes the ability to see with clarity. And with such an ability to see, comes the opportunity to share a wealth beyond measure.
I am enough but this is not, spoke a man as he found his way gracefully through a life full of blind corners and glorious dead ends.
Said truth to a denier. You appear to spend a great many of your waking hours wanting the world to be different. For you to be different. For me to be different.
Does the pace of this world cause you to falter? Does it sometimes make you want to fill your lungs with available air and scream ‘stop this ride I want to get off’? A film about the experience of the introvert.
‘… I knew that everything is fleeting. It comes and it goes. We’ve just got now. We’ve got this moment. I am thankful for the gift to my existence.’