I have a crush on a man I have never met. Yet, I see his light calling to me like a lighthouse on a faraway shore. And while sitting in a theater tonight, watching the most fascinating film I have seen this year, I thought “It wouldn’t matter if the right man for me lives in Paris or if he is my neighbor, or a man I haven’t met (yet). My HP and my Savior is in control and no matter what I do, our destiny is already what it is, despite my own desire.” Which as we have seen only leads to, suffering. Like a sailor lost at sea.
I heard a line in that film that I was very taken with. It’s a sentence I have heard and read and seen many times before, but leave it to a film for me to actually comprehend it. The sentence is this: “A Captain never leaves his ship.” Simple, yes? But, since my life has been rife with sea and ship and sailor metaphors over the last year, and more to the point, this past 3 months, since I began F.O.O. therapy and work in A.C.A. (“Calm seas do not a strong sailor make” is a catchphrase of that program), this particular rendering of that sentence and more importantly, that concept hit me like a wave. All puns intended.
The film? Which opens with a sailor shipwrecked on an island making homemade alcohol out of coconuts, which is also funny because I have heard and even said that at one point in my past, if shipwrecked on an island I would have found a way to make some kind of spirit …but, I digress. Sort of. The film is “The Master” and it is written and directed by Paul Thomas Anderson. Who also directed “Magnolia” another of my favorite films. Anderson, simply put is a genius, a visonaire I look to as a Cinematic Shaman, that I know will take me on a journey when I sit in that Church of Celluloid, and experience his truth as my own. And he did.
Which, as my serendipitous day began, is another siren call I heard, for this was my morning meditation: “Look to your experience to find your truth.” Page 109 of “Conversations with God.” PT 109 being the famous boat that President John F. Kennedy was piloting when attacked by the Japanese in WWII and after he and his surviving crew, many of whom he rescued, survived for six days on a deserted island on, wait for it …coconuts.
SOS….Is any of this getting through….SOS.