My daughter checked out a special edition of “The Lord of the Rings; Fellowship of the Ring” from the Library. Although I had watched this and all it’s sequels, it was interesting to share this tale with my little S. The Fellowship of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien is the first novel I ever read, when I was in the 5th grade, closely followed by The Two Towers, The Return of the King and The Hobbit. It was the start of a journey which sparked my imagination, taking me into the mysterious realms of Magic and fantastic and dangerous Quests. Tales of old, legends and myths, and all that dwells in the supernatural realms have always held a certain fascination for me. I never lost my desire to fantasize, and seek that which is not truly known. Too many stories in folklore abound, which hold a bit of truth, and the similarities in these old tales cannot be denied.
So as we watch this very well produced version of my favourite story, I am filled with the wonder of how much my childhood dreams still serve to shape the person I am today. I am still full of life, and an ever curious imagination, and I love to laugh and play. After all the pain of this path I walk, I have not lost the joy of living, and learning new things. I still crave to know more of our ancient past, and the mysteries and truth therein, yet I am excited with the here and now, and have such faith in the future as each moment unfolds. There is only this moment, and in this moment my family and I are safe. If things get bad, I am reminded how it is much worse in other places, and someone elsewhere is much worse off than I am in this moment.
I will always be filled with imagination and wonder, and look for the magic in all things. No matter how this path unfolds, I will have these memories and experiences to hold me up, and give me the courage and strength to face whatever life brings. Never lose the magic that is inside all of us… it is what brings us Light and Love. Such is what brings real meaning to this earthly life.
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