Triple size

Watching some Christmas movies during holiday’s season has become one of the new traditions in my home.  Movies such as “Elf”, “Love Actually”, “Polar Express” and “The Grinch” are my favourites!

Last weekend I watched “Dr. Seuss’ The Grinch” , an animation based on the book “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” (1957). The story happens in Whoville, where all people are celebrating Christmas, except for Grinch who lives in a cave with his furry friend, Max. According to the plot, Grinch has a heart “two sizes too small”, meaning how sad and alone he was.

Grinch has reminded me how hard it is to handle some emotional injuries and how easy it is to hide it and keep going on. This can be a tricky one. Even though we choose to hide it, it doesn’t mean that it is healed. Not that it is conscious, but rather it is the opposite. It is often hidden from our awareness because facing the real problem is too painful.

It makes me think about my behaviour. Am I hiding anything? How are my current worries reflecting my inner experiences? The answer is usually not so obvious.

“I stole it because… because I thought it would fix something that happened a long time ago. But it didn’t.” (Dr. Seuss’ The Grinch)

Being aware of yourself will help you answer this kind of question, and for sure, it will give you lots of new possibilities to handle with whatever it is. Grinch did this when he decided that he had been alone long enough.

But you have to face your worse side with a humble heart. Then after overcoming it, you will have a heart “tripled in size“! 

Questioning, asking yourself why you are feeling like this, could be the first step. 

Please, let me know if you recommend another Christmas movie 😉

 

2 Comments

  • Mary Tierney

    I love that version of Dr. Seuss’ Grinch the best. I sometimes hear “You’re a mean one Mr. Grinch” on the radio at Christmas time. My favourite Christmas Movies are The Nativity Story (2006) and A Christmas Carol (Scrooge by Charles Dickens). There are many versions of a Christmas Carol but my favourite, though it is older, is Alastair Sim’s 1951 movie.

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