“You have to do the best with what God gave you.”
Sally Field as Mrs.
Gump in Forrest Gump
Forrest Gump: What's my destiny,
Mama?
Mrs. Gump: You're gonna have to
figure that out for yourself.
I was tired and I was trying to
rest, but I can’t. I’m not tired
now. All I can do is think about
how close I am to my goal.
Yesterday when I got sick I was so glad that I had already finished one
blog and was almost done with another. Otherwise, things would be even more
challenging.
I know that there
are times when I need rest. And
I’m definitely not one of those guys who says, “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” But there’s a mixture of joy and fear,
excitement and trepidation as I work toward this goal. It’s fun and stressful at the same
time. I just wish I knew what to
write about now. That’s always the
hard part – waiting for the subject to appear. I have found that doing anything else, anything, that is not
writing does not get me closer to getting to my topic.
In other words,
when I’m having writer’s block, the only thing that helps me is to keep
writing. If I go play an online
game or chat or read a comic book, the same block awaits me until I begin
writing again. So I’m going to
keep writing until something comes.
When it does and when I’m finished with this blog, I may erase this part
because it feels too self-indulgent.
Or maybe I won’t because it accurately shows the struggle many writers
have of finding their topic.
I think this is the struggle many people
have when working towards their purpose.
They have an idea of what they want to do, but they don’t know how to
get started. I’ve often said,
“When you don’t know what to do, do what you know to do.” What I know to do is to keep going
until something comes to me. I
notice, however, that it takes a little longer every time.
Still, I’m not
going to worry. Something will
come. Something always does. To paraphrase Tom Hanks in the movie, Forrest
Gump, “Writing is like a box of
chocolates. You never know what
you’re going to get.” I never know
what I’m going to get when I write.
So I think I will write about my experience with the movie, Forrest
Gump.
Forrest Gump stayed with me in a way few other movies have. After seeing it for the first time, I
could not stop thinking about the characters, especially Lt. Dan and
Jenny. The movie is about the life
story of a man named Forrest Gump.
Gump has an IQ of 75, yet he manages to be part of many of the major
cultural events of the 1950s to the 1970s, including teaching Elvis how to
dance, desegregation, the Viet Nam War, Watergate and the running craze.
Although it’s been
touted as a political screed and a condemnation of the liberal excesses of the
60’s and 70’s, for me it had different messages. The messages are very Zen like.
It’s about
accepting things as they are and working through things that you can’t accept. (“He should not be hitting you, Jenny.”)
It’s about facing
the facts without judgment. (“It
happens.” “What? Sh#@?” “Sometimes.”)
It’s about loving
people whether or not they loved you back. (“I may not be a smart man, but I know what love is.”)
It’s about keeping
things simple. (“When I got tired, I slept. When I
got hungry, I ate. When I had to go, you know, I went.”)
It’s about
following your heart even if it’s broken.
(“So you just ran!!!”)
It’s about being
who you were even if it meant losing limbs. (“You’re still Lt. Dan.”)
It’s about working
through the pain of a horrific childhood.
(“Sometimes there just aren’t enough rocks.”)
It’s about being
who you are whether people torment you, follow you or leave you alone. (“What's normal anyways?”)
It’s about
learning to Get Started and Keep Going until you no longer need to run. (“I had run for 3 years, 2 months, 14 days, and 16 hours.”)
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