The 4 Truths That Will Change Your World
I love movies, I have watched thousands of them, some of them I have watched hundreds of times. I love TV too, and I am always on the lookout for the really amazing shows, even if they are far and few between. I love movies and TV because I love watching for their messages, their deeper meaning, the true purpose of all great art. When I hear the message I file it away as source of inspiration for a time that I find myself at a loss for words. Like in this moment, I could easily fumble around and try to come up with a way to say what I am trying to say or I can adapt the beautiful message that is delivered in the movie As Good As It Gets and make it my own.
So this is my adapted message:
“I’m the only one on the face of the earth who realizes that movies and TV are the greatest source of divine wisdom on earth. I’m the only one who appreciates the amazing message that each of them have to offer – in almost every movie and TV show there is a divine moment that is all about being connected and good…
I think most people miss that about movies and TV and I watch them wondering how they can being watching the same thing I am and just not get that they just received a most perfect life lesson and they missed it… And the fact that I got it makes me feel great… about being me”
Isn’t that beautiful? I find it absolutely amazing that I can learn something about myself from being entertained. It’s not something that I have always known though. In fact it wasn’t until I binge watched Rosanne that I realize there was something powerful going on. Yeah I know, of all shows, Rosanne. I mean seriously, it wasn’t exactly a showed filled with great family values and it was in stark contrast to my Little House On The Prairie days. I watched every last minute of the show, and even though it was not exactly high caliber television, it as a pretty decent show. That was until I arrived at the last two seasons. In my opinion the last two season were horrible and I almost stopped watching. Boy am I glad I didn’t.
The very last episode of the show made up for the whole last two seasons. That last episode had a magical, truly inspired moment, that forever changed the way I viewed the world. It did more than that though, it taught me that I can write my story however I want. It may seem like a small thing to some but to me it was an epiphany.
Rosanne Last Episode Divine Moment
Everyone wonders where creative people get their inspiration. Actually, I’ve found it’s all around you. Take Leon for instance… Leon is not really as cool as I made him. He’s the only gay guy I know who belongs to the Elk’s Club.
Then there’s Scott. He really is a probate lawyer I met about a year ago and introduced to Leon. I guess I didn’t get too creative there.
A lot of kids have called my son a nerd but, as I told him, they called Steven Spielberg a nerd too. A lot of times nerds are really artists who just listen to the beat of a different drum.
My mom came from a generation where women were supposed to be submissive about everything. I never bought into that, and I wish mom hadn’t either. I wish she had made different choices. So I think that’s why I made her gay. I wanted her to have some sense of herself as a woman.
Oh yeah, and she’s nuts.
My sister, in real life, unlike my mother, is gay. She always told me she was gay, but for some reason, I always pictured her with a man. She’s been my rock, and I would not have made it this far without her.
I guess Nancy’s kind of my hero too, ’cause she got out of a terrible marriage and found a great spiritual strength. I don’t know what happened to that husband of hers but in my book I sent him into outer space.
When Becky brought David home a few years ago I thought, “This is wrong!” He was much more Darlene’s type.
When Darlene met Mark, I thought he went better with Becky. I guess I was wrong. But I still think they’d be more compatible the other way around. So in my writing, I did what any good mother would do. I fixed it.
I lost Dan last year when he had his heart attack. He’s still the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about before I go to sleep. I miss him.
Dan and I always felt that it was our responsibility as parents to improve the lives of our children by 50% over our own. And we did. We didn’t hit our children as we were hit, we didn’t demand their unquestioning silence, and we didn’t teach our daughters to sacrifice more than our sons.
As a modern wife, I walked a tight rope between tradition and progress, and usually, I failed, by one outsider’s standards or another’s. But I figured out that neither winning nor losing count for women like they do for men. We women are the one’s who transform everything we touch. And nothing on earth is higher than that.
My writing’s really what got me through the last year after Dan died. I mean at first I felt so betrayed as if he had left me for another women. When you’re a blue-collar woman and your husband dies it takes away your whole sense of security. So I began writing about having all the money in the world and I imagined myself going to spas and swanky New York parties just like the people on TV, where nobody has any real problems and everything’s solved within 30 minutes. I tried to imagine myself as Mary Richards, Jeannie, That Girl. But I was so angry I was more like a female Steven Segal wanting to fight the whole world.
For a while I lost myself in food and a depression so deep that I couldn’t even get out of bed till I saw that my family needed me to pull through so that they could pull through. One day, I actually imagined being with another man. But then I felt so guilty I had to pretend it was for some altruistic reason.
And then Darlene had the baby, and it almost died. I snapped out of the mourning immediately, and all of my life energy turned into choosing life. In choosing life, I realized that my dreams of being a writer wouldn’t just come true; I had to do the work. And as I wrote about my life, I relived it, and whatever I didn’t like, I rearranged.
I made a commitment to finish my story even if I had to write in the basement in the middle of the night while everyone else was asleep. But the more I wrote, the more I understood myself and why I had made the choices I made, and that was the real jackpot. I learned that dreams don’t work without action; I learned that no one could stop me but me. I learned that love is stronger than hate. And most important, I learned that God does exist. He and/or She is right inside you, underneath the pain, the sorrow, and the shame.
I think I’ll be a lot better now that this book is done.
The Importance of Affirmation
After I wiped my tears away I felt a new sense of power, like the possibilities were endless and I only had to make the choice. It was a defining moment in my life. After that I started to listen more, I started to seek understanding more, and I opened myself up to receiving more. Once I did that, I started noticing the divine wisdom all around me and that’s when I started to take note of it. One such piece of wisdom would be something I would pass down to my son.
I have known for a long time that there is power in affirmation, both positive and negative, whether we do it consciously or not. It is clear that the things we say over an over eventually become part of our belief system. It is because I understand and appreciate the power of affirmation that I recognized the gift that the movie The Help presented.
For those of you who have not seen The Help, it is a movie that is set in the 1960s in Mississippi. A southern society girl named Skeeter (Emma Stone) returns from college with dreams of being a writer. She decides that the focus of her writing will be on the plight of black women who have spent their lives taking care of prominent white families. As the interviews progress, secrets are shared and the status quo is challenged. Suddenly the women of the town, both black and white find themselves in a battle of the old south versus the new south. What transpires is a story that is funny, inspiring, and thought provoking.
In the movie an affirmation is taught to a child that and the affirmation goes like this: You is smart, you is kind, you is important. It is a great affirmation and I knew the moment that I heard it that I would teach it to my son. The only changes I made were to use proper grammar and to add one more statement. Watch the video below to here the full affirmation.
So there you have it the 4 truths are as follows:
I am smart.
I am kind.
I am important.
I am loved.
Do you use affirmations with your child?