From a palpable and utter stillness, it is as if the subject ‘is being spoken’. They are not speaking ‘to’ or ‘at’ the world in expectation of something in return, as is so often the case. Here, there is nowhere to hide. Here there is no need to hide. Here there is the letting go of control. The control that kept us from seeing one another.
Might the eyes really be a window to the soul? And if so, what then? Filmed in unusual fashion for the early days of Soul Biographies. But now I have come to understand the importance of patience, stillness and unflinching human contact. The film asks if you are able to see beyond your assumptions.
This is unusual. Filmed Fall of 2019. This 30 minutes of footage is pretty much uncut. Insights, admissions and all. It is deeply reflective and revealing of where this work is now to be pointed, and the contrarian nature of life and purpose finding you rather than you heading off to find it.
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.
Awareness is an unusual substance. Beyond powerful. It stands to change this world for the good. Yet the act of seeking it might push it further from us. The following is an observation of how we might transform the very way we see and why such a thing might be important.
‘We are a Work in Progress.’ And so lives the perilous myth on which our human existence appears to have built itself. We are not yet enough. There is someone we must become. This life has conditions. This piece is central to the way of all of this. And contrarian, if not dangerous.
Might we all have a part to play in the life of another? This film captures the experience of an extraordinary soul. From the holocaust to the delights of the London Underground. Meet Alison. 93. Alive. Very alive.
Many had gathered under the tree of dreams. All but one stood shaking its branches for dreams to fall. But one sat quietly waiting for a dream to recognize his soul. And to consume him with no doubt … Words of Surrender.
It’s 2am. You’re wide awake. Feeling alone. Unseen. And inexplicably lost. Discontent despite all that you have around you. The people. Your life. Your dreams. You wear a face that tells the world you’re OK, but you’re not. You’re bone achingly tired from the relentless game of belonging.
Inner View is a way to see and experience a deeper aspect of all people, beyond the assumptions and defenses that keep us hidden from each other. It is the way in which Soul Biographies are made. Guest lessons from the Inner View Program will appear here, and change from time to time.