youth

Warning **  I've had this post brewing for a good hour or so now, be prepared to watch me wax eloquent, and in a british accent too!


I shall proceed to steal the pleasure of pondering my inspiration from you: I just came from seeing "Finding Neverland" with Brooke and Judy. It was a brilliant portrayal of the life of J.M. Barrie, and wether or not it is truth matters precious little. For what could have been an indulgent trip through the land of cheese cinema,  was, in fact, a touching and true to life tale of what real genuine love can look like.

Youth is a wonderful blessing, one that is not necessarily grown out of.  For a person to lose his youth or innocence requires two things: an impotice and a concious choice.  Provided with the appropriate impotice one is forced to chose between maturity and fancy, adulthood and childhood.  Even then, realistically, one's youth is not lost; it is possible to simply move it to one side only to have it reemerge later.  It is, however, so very easy in this day and age to become highly jaded by lifes circumstances and the people with whom we interact, that many  mistake cynicism for maturity.  They are far from the same thing.  Where has our sense of wonder gone when we find more entertainment in a box with moving pictures than in a work of literary fiction?  Have we become so lazy as to allow someone else to provide our fantasies?  And what about those people?  Their fantasies are provided by someone else.  If that trend continues, there will be few fantasies left.  We must strive to deepen the colors of our own dreams.  And by dreams I don't mean future plans for accomplishment.  Sure, we should share these fantasies with others, but the difference comes when they share theirs with us as well.  How rich would life be if we could all just free our collective inner children.  I have gotten to know in my brief life a few friends who had to grow up very young.  Often their accomplishments in life are revered by many who encounter them, but I cannot help but grieve for what they have lost in life, what is missing.  It is a shame that no one was around to rekindle their dreams before it was too late. 


Watch a child, sometime, encounter something new and fascinating.  Try and remember what that was like.