My Poetic Journal

A Series of Unfortunate Events...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 01:23:35 -0700

We first saw this movie after a series of tragedy and loss over a period of about 5 years or so. As I watched this movie for the first time, I was struck how much our own family was like the orphans - receiving little to no care or compassion from others and pretty much on their own.

Better Days: Series Of Unfortunate Events

When the girl reads the letter from her parents - the letter that never came, everytime I am overcome with grief. I will try to explain why if I can and post the contents of the letter here:

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A momentary reprieve...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Sat, 13 Sep 2008 12:41:16 -0700

Tears flowed a lot today. No money means very little chance of surviving, but only a little longer. Thoughts like - will we lose our home, how much longer can we possibly make it. Depression looms constantly, hope is only fleeting. No matter what funds come in - tax return refund, etc., nothing matters, nothing helps. Like the titanic, we have already taken in too much water and the ship sinks faster and faster. I am almost too weak to reach out to God. This video gives me a few minutes peace. Scenes from peaceful places. Places that are the opposite of where we live now...

Images of peaceful scenic reprieve...

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Just as I am...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 13:02:04 -0700

Eden's Bridge

http://www.edensbridge.net/

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Yea, though I walk in the valley...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 12:37:17 -0700

A lonely walk...

...He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

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Wish I were here..

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 16:13:26 -0700

Montana.Marion area

FlatheadLakeDock-full

FlatheadLakeScenery-full

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The ending... I am haunted by waters.

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 16:07:16 -0700

A River Runs Through It

Here it starts out with part of the funeral of the youngest son (Brad Pitt). The oldest son is now old and left with only his memories.

The River Runs Through It

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A River runs through it...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 15:50:48 -0700

We were supposed to eventually live and retire in the area where this was filmed. This was our dream for such a long time. We even had property in Montana, but had to sell it. The two brothers in the movie reminds me of my own 2 boys - fought in the beginning, but ended up being close. All the scenes takes me back to a place and time when we had big dreams and plans for our future.

a river runs through it

the moment that could not last...

"When I'm alone in the half-light of the forest, all existence seems to fade to a being with my soul and memories, and the sounds of the sweet Tampin River and a four-count rhythm, and the hope that a fish will rise..."

"Eventually all things merge into one... and a river runs thru it".
"The river was cut by the county's biggest flood, and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words. And some of the words are theirs..."

Flathead Lake - our dream was to live there...

"A River Runs Through It" (1992)--Shadow Casting scene

a river runs through it

The words of God...

Here are the boys when they were young... just like our 2 boys. People even thought our boys were twins for a very very long time. My youngest son is much like Brad Pitt in this movie - stubborn, fiercely independent and a risk taker.

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Rest...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 02:46:46 -0700

*When thou goest SB

Come unto Me all ye that labour and are heavy laden and I will give you rest

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Be still...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 01:32:39 -0700

reflection on the waters pull me in...

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My hopes and dreams were in the wrong things...

nobody@vox.com(jes) — Tue, 26 Aug 2008 01:12:29 -0700

Today was a turning point. When things were at the lowest, I went to the Vineyard for prayer. And God spoke to me! I feel at peace and things are clearer now. I was reminded of the divine intimacy I once had and could have again.

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