train dreams

I watched Train Dreams this afternoon.

I’m not sure what to say, but I cried multiple times during the film. I sat to the end of the credits, and let the story sit as I walked back through the autumn night.

I have an affinity to woods and trees. After my mother passed away, I used to walk the woods alone, in silence, for hours at a time.

The film brings up grief, loss, impermanence. Fires blazing all around us.

But it is strangely hopeful. I didn’t walk out sad, although I felt it. I walked out with a profound sense of connection ; a feeling I experience more and more each day.

A sense of interconnectedness, dependence and caring.