Mine

My husband and I just finished the 2016 (real life events) movie Mine, written and directed by Fabio Guaglione and Fabio Resinaro.

Caution: don’t read on if you don’t like a spoiler.

I won’t give away the ending, but it has to be one of the best stories I have ever had a chance to experience. A character stands on a mine and basically heals himself and his past by being with himself for a long period of time.

That art has been lost. I defy this perceptive by just writing this blog. I mean, we don’t spend enough time with ourselves, we are as a majority almost completely engaged down to the minute with other people. We don’t spend enough time indulging in our own mind.

The character was able to overcome so many things in his life he endured and put others through. I’m not a movie enthusiast so if the acting’s bad or it’s not the best directed I apologize. But the storyline is absolutely astounding.

When is the last time you sat down, complimented yourself, enjoyed your own company, and maybe discussed what could be better and how? A. A long time and B. seems weird. It’s only weird because you never do it. The local who found him asked him to step forward, but he was too afraid. Even though he never saw the mine, he was confident he was stepping right on one.

Why do we do that? Why do we assume when we are filled with fear? In modern day, I like to call that fear anxiety. So many of us are engaged to it. And we’ve been engaged to it since we can remember so we feel it’s a part of us.

My husband says “if we don’t do the laundry it will pile up”. He’s right, but you don’t know HOW he says it. He literally means it will pile up and never stop and it will take hours and hours to wash everything. It’s unrealistic and frankly annoying. But that’s his anxiety.

The character stayed on the mine not knowing his future because he was afraid of the outcome. The chances of dying were a high 93% from the mine itself. So I get why he didn’t move.

But for the rest of us here not risking death, what’s our reasoning? Why do we not heal, why do we endure and continue on? Why do we experience trauma, pull through, grow older and carry it around?

Why do we have this flame inside of us that is so hot that we will never ever be able to ignore unless we feed it what it wants? But we don’t do we? We feed the body instead, only to find our mind unengaged from our true self. I think they started calling that roboticism? Kidding,

We all have one thing we were meant for and unless we try to feel what that is and start to become it we will just be stuck… standing on a mine, in hopes that we are one of the lucky 7%.

We don’t always just have one passion and we can find happiness in many paths we take. But if you say to yourself, “I wish something was different”… don’t just blow out your birthday cake candles and hope for the best. You need to check to see if it’s a mine you’re truly stepping on. If it is, cover all options and make a choice. If it’s not, take another step forward regardless of how big or painful it may be.

Your life should never be dictated by fear. Fear is a necessity for survival…but typically not within our modern societal walls.

“We can only break free from our fears if we accept the future for exactly what it will be” -@JDuzeski

If you end up watching the movie **comment** below. But then go hang out with yourself! You need it!

-Jess

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Jessica Duzeski

Attention DIFFERENT disorder. Stephan Tonti coined the saying... maybe? My ears heard it from him first and I haven’t heard it since so, he’s the guy. He directs plays & film, public speaks, and holds a disposable camera from time to time. I don’t want him to think I have been following him, and not to his surprise it wouldn’t be unorthodox of me to just search his “about” right before I write mine. (Insert half grin here). It’s true. I did that. As a compliment. You see I have ADD. If he spoke about his ADD and then went on to say he’s soaked in everything Human Services then sure, maybe I would have looked him up earlier. The point is, I remembered what he said and have been saying it since. I do reference him if he were to wonder. (If you’ve had a spike in followers...you’re welcome). My name is Jess and I have ADD. Maybe ADHD, I haven’t really looked too into it other than filling out a couple of questionairs while getting prescribed some assisting medication. I’m from a smaller town in Wisconsin. I was adopted at 6 weeks old. Fast forward 31 years later and here we are. I’m married, have 3 handsome boys, and a husband... who says he understands ADD, but as the course of this blog unfolds you’ll see, he doesn’t. It makes life difficult at times. This particular blog is to shed light on both sides of this disorder. The difference is unlike most, myself, my husband and our followers will be doing it together. Welcome to “The Point”. Jess

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