My current favorite movie is Frozen. We bought a copy the week of The Virus. (Yeah, I’m 3 years behind. Whatever.)
I now understand why there were so many Frozen-themed birthday parties and people sick of “Let It Go”. Disney freakin’ nailed this one (and yes, I do want my own Elsa dress).
As I’m growing okay with the fact that I need a break in the afternoon and a movie can help for an hour, I’ve seen a lot more kids’ movies (or at least big enough chunks that I get the main idea). I’ve been totally impressed with some of them (Wall-E, anyone? LOVE THAT ONE TOO).
Anyway, back to Frozen. The message about fear and running away hits me every time. (And bless the trolls and her parents; in trying to keep everyone safe, their efforts created a very sad and fearful little girl. I wonder which of my well-intentioned efforts now are creating fodder for my kids later. I’m sure I’ll find out.)
Warning: movie spoiler. So Elsa runs away and gains a sliver of freedom, learning more about what she is capable of building. However, she doesn’t get (at first) that she hasn’t actually solved the problem. BAM — it comes knocking at her door, and things turn way worse before they get better. (And the whole ending of love being the antidote to fear – I’m in tears every time.)
I’ve well on my way to a zillion viewings of the movie. Each time I get to thinking about pockets in my life where I’m afraid. Is my life actually in danger (e.g., snake attack) or am I running away, avoiding something new?
Feeling fear can be really uncomfortable. Like going nuts uncomfortable. It’s taken me years to learn it’s okay to experience it (though sometimes I forget), that it doesn’t mean I’m doing something wrong or bad or suck or should immediately quit and go back in my hole. I also didn’t get that I’d always experience fear about one thing or another, that it wasn’t something I could (or should) “get over”. That there’s no place where everything will always be easy and smell like lilacs and shine like a bright rainbow all of the time – that’s B.S.
I’m getting more okay with fear (pops up ALL of the time in creating stuff for Skip the Box; always seems ironic the only thing that helps is to do what I’m afraid of). Sometimes it pops in around food and listening to what my body needs. The voice in my head snickers: “You think you’ve learned and healed so much. You’re just kidding yourself. Loser.” I’ll feel some craving and get afraid, feeling kind of crazy or out of control.
It’s getting easier to slow myself down, take a breather, go on a bathroom break (seriously a good space for breakthroughs), listen within (yeah, I know sounds vague but that’s what it feels like to me). And sometimes I do still find myself pretending the discomfort isn’t there, that I just need to “try harder, weakling!” and muscle through with willpower. Then I’ll find myself in the pantry, inhaling the chocolate chips. Just lovely. Yeah, the avoiding doesn’t work so well. If I run away from the discomfort and feelings of fear, they come knocking louder until I have to listen.
So, yeah, Frozen gets me thinking. Maybe way too much. But I’m okay with that.
How about you? A fan of the movie? Thoughts about fear? I’d love to hear your thoughts. Leave a note in the comments below!