If I am to be entirely honest you would be a fool not to give this you full and undivided attention for its full and undivided duration. I imagine the experience will contribute in ways you might not be able to place words against. It is a profound wondering about the experience of life, death and cancer.
'... there's so much love in my heart that its scares people to the point where it scares me sometimes.' This is beautiful. Watch this gently. Watch this attentively. Watch this with yourself in mind. And know this. Wherever I go. Wherever I look. I find people like Anita. I find people like you.
'… she knew she was going to die anyway, and then she decided that day would be the day. I think it was the loneliness thing I’ve ever seen. She walked past me and laid on the bed and she nodded yes to the Doctor. I can’t find words for what it felt like to be there.’ A film about the last hour of a life.
In the search for the 'Soul of America' I know the voice that will point us there has a very particular tone. Such tone comes from a place beyond the opinion of right and wrong. From presence without need to convince. Michael spoke with this tone. Might we find the courage to be a little kinder in the absence of tragedy.
‘… and they call me a migrant. And they call me a thief. And they call me a beggar man. An asylum seeker. And I was once a teacher. I was once a family man. I was once a dreamer. A community leader. I’ve seen friends and family all scattered and broken. And we don’t know why the cruelty keeps raging.