When Our Inner Self Connects

Filmmaking Is Always Sort Of Building A Mosaic Of This Arc Of What The Character Is Going Through.

When It Comes To Wilderness Animals We Have To Make An Effort To Preserve What Areas We Can That They Can Be Themselves In. Its Come To A Point Though, Clearly, Where Some Species Have To Be Cared For By Humans If They Are Not Going To Disappear Altogether.

A Lot Of People Want To See This Idealized Version Of Heroism, All Pretty And Perfect, And I'm Not Interested In Playing The Goody-goody Hero At All.

By Cutting Ourselves Off From The Rest Of Creation, We Are Left Bereft Of Awe And Wonder And Therefore Of Reverence And Gratitude. We Violate Our Very Beings, And We Have Nothing But Trivia To Teach Our Young.

Healthy Mysticism Praises Acts Of Letting Go, Of Being Emptied, Of Getting In Touch With The Space Inside And Expanding This Until It Merges With The Space Outside. Space Meeting Space; Empty Pouring Into Empty. Births Happen From That Encounter With Emptiness, Nothingness. . . . Let Us Not Fight Emptiness And Nothingness, But Allow It To Penetrate Us Even As We Penetrate It.