T.S. Elliot and a Rainy Day

T.S. Elliot and a Rainy Day
  
I watched a movie today. It was a perfectly dreary day,  the sort that invoked a desire for comfort and warmth.  The kind that inspires snuggling, the baking of cake, cookies, or other goodies that permeate the air with all things, you guessed it, comforting!
  I'd seen this particular movie before and remember not liking it all that much but I needed a distraction, and because the boys in my life have been obsessed with all things superhero recently, and watched more than their fill of explosions and fighting, I needed something that was far removed from that genre.
  As I said, the first time I saw the movie I wasn't such a fan.  Call it my stubborn refusal to embrace the romantic side of myself, if you will, or call it my refusal to jump on the train of commercialism.  Whatever the reason, though I believe it was the latter, my opinion changed today.
  
  SIDE NOTE:  When people ask the question, as they inevitably will, what's new? I feel several things happen inside of me at once. 
  #1, I cringe, mostly because it is cliche and that superficial conversation always creeps under my flesh where it causes an adverse reaction that makes me want to scream, stomp and run super fast in the opposite direction.  (Obviously, I have serious issues)
  #2, it makes me want to laugh at the irony, and dive deep into the philosophical.  Because really truly, how can you ever know if something is new until you've had time to steep yourself in it and look back, pondering its significance and know that every day is in fact new, and it is only in our expectations that we are disappointed.  (See!  Obvious issues here.  Also, as you can see, I am a buzz kill at a party!)

  Anyway, I liked the movie, it surprised me in moments how much.  It made me smile.  I shed a tear....or several if I'm honest.  It made me ponder, and though I am not one to swoon for this particular male lead, I could see the appeal, and he made me believe in the story, which obviously was progress from my first viewing.
  Things are new every day.  That is a beautiful fact which I choose to throw myself into time and time again, with each day and its new beginning.  I also believe that I am not the same with each passing day, and why would I be?  Each moment I breathe is a moment of learning, growth and understanding that I hope I don't squander.
  I can pick up my past work, read it through and still love it, though I have changed since the moment that work was conceived.  I can appreciate the work and know it wouldn't be the same if I were to try to recreate it today.  That is life.  We change.  We grow.  We learn.  We live. Each moment we life shapes the way we see what is in front of us in the next.  Everyday, though it may seem the same and as though nothing new ever happens, is different, new, and to be explored.

One of my favorite quotes is this:

We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time. 
~T.S. Elliot~

Those words fill my heart and challenge me.
Every.
Single. 
Time.