Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Maleficent Movie Review, Go see it.

Okay, LOVED it!  Big thumbs up from this humble reviewer.  I did my best to not give anything away since it's still in theaters.

Last night I took my girls to see a movie they had already seen with their dad.  I heard good things from them, and I was intrigued.

My attention for this movie was peeked in an article about the writer of a major scene.  Here's a link to the article, about editing the scene caused the writer to cry each time she went through it.

Right from the start of the movie, I noticed my emotional reaction to this idealistic fantasy world this fairy comes from.  It was so well done, I wanted to protect it.  The writers, didn't disappoint in drawing me in more by making Malificent the guardian of such a place.

The movie had me tearing up throughout because it reached into the depths of sorrow and loss, beauty, and consequences based on the choices of greed, ambition, and love.  Near the end of the movie, I was almost jumping out of my seat during the big conflict.

The innocent child Aurora, was well done, and there was a fantastic chemistry between her and Malificent.  The actors in this movie, had me lost in the story.  This is EXACTLY what I'm looking for when I go to a movie.

This movie helped me forget about what was happening outside the doors of the theater.  Once I walked out, I had some great realizations about how I'd like to respond to my losses in this life.

I'm looking forward to the movie coming out on DVD because this is one of those movies I'll use to change my energy.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

I'm functional again and I'm finding it hard to be balanced.

The anniversary for Marilena just nine days past.  I'm still learning on this journey of grief.  I'll always be learning on the journey of life.  I'm more productive since the date has past.  Plus the kids are home from school.  I'm learning how to balance what I want to do with responsibilities.

Here is a poem, I wrote to help me process the six year anniversary of my beautiful daughters still birth.  It gave me a taste of release I feel when I write something that's all mine.  I do love writing when I do it.


Six years ago. 
I suffered.
I passed through a death door
Parts died.
As in thoughts of me 
Like...
All babies are born safely. 
And everything bad in my life is because I failed.
My unworthiness.
Perfectionism.
Separation.
I'll always be walking through doors, 
Of Acceptance,
Of Anger, 
Of letting go,
Of peace,
Love.
I can choose every day 
How I want to remember.
By focusing on my lessons
Here.
While you focus on yours 
Where ever you are.
Your door illuminated real love.
It didn't require tiny eyes to open.
Or Breath.
Now I lean in when I remember, 
I do not Dwell 
On loss.
I love.
I choose to be divinely proud
I am 
Your mother.