Mrs. Llewelyn Davies (pictured above with Mr. Davies) was also a dissapointed woman, she had lost her husband and her young family continued to grieve for him wach in their own way, but she had allowed herself to continue to live. She had her flaws as well, but her willingness to continue to love her children, to allow herself to love again made her a lovely person and brought alive the creativity of Mr. Barrie . In the presence of that lively family he thrived. You can see in the pictures the vastly different affect these two women had on Mr. Barrie.
There is also a huge contrast to Mr. Barrie and the grandmother, Mrs. du Maurier. Mrs. du Maurier, who was Mrs. Llewelyn Davies' mother, was domineering and superior, trying to impose her idea of discipline and order into the Llewelyn Davies' home. Mr. Barrie on the other hand brought an element of stability to the Llewelyn Davies family, he watched over them and tried to take care of them as best as his position allowed. His manly presence helped to channel the boys lively behavior and was a great support to Mrs. Llewelyn Davies, and yet he allowed them to be their own family and he never tried to supplant Mrs. Llewelyn Davies' position as the head of her household. Their affects on the children were vastly different, the children loved Mr. Barrie (they called him Uncle James) and hated their grandmother.
Anyway, all of that to say that I was so inspired by this movie to make my home a place of beauty and creativity. You know maybe having it "all together" really isn't the most important thing after all. I mean really is having the laundry still in the baskets going to be the end of the world, is it even really that important? What matters is that there is balance. How I long for our home to be filled with beautiful things and beautiful attitudes. In order for me to do that I'll have to lay down some of my tight-wad tendancies, and a lot of my selfishness and learn to cultivate a love for my home, wherever it is, and to learn that it really matters.
I guess that is something that I keep coming back to again and again. This question - does it really matter? Does the laundry and the dishes and the pictures on the walls and my home - does any of it matter at all? The answer to this question has been a hundred times "yes" ! It really does matter what sort of home I keep (or let go). It really does matter how I behave in that home, what I expect, what I demonstrate. I need to let go of the demand that I be "together" or even to be "right" in everything I do, and instead embrace the importance of the environment I create for my children and learn to really live in it.
However, Daniel and I come at life from such different points of view, he is a "realist" and I am an "idealist" he is for order I am for creativity, he is for routine and I am for spontenaity, he likes change and I despise changes in all forms. He prefers acitivty, I prefer stillness. Our ideals are even so different, so here is the challange - to find the balance between our ideals, to find the rhythem and the order in my chaos and maximize it. To really pour myself out for my family. Because it matters, it really really matters.
(photos are from ohjohhny.net)
2 comments:
i dont know what to say. just an incredible movie. adorable.
thanks
I loved it too. Very charming and magical in that dreaming of childhood days way.
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