...is life about perspective or reality?
(If you haven't seen The Sixth Sense, then don't read this post...seriously don't. Go watch the movie, then you can read this.)
"I see dead people. Walking around like regular people. They don't see each other. They only see what they want to see. They don't know they're dead."
In the movie The Sixth Sense, Cole reveals that he sees life differently then everyone else. At first, this perspective cripples him and terrorizes his young mind and soul. Once Malcolm comes into Cole's life to try and help, then slowly his view of these dead people changes and he begins to realize that he can truly help them. Near the end of the movie, Malcolm then realizes that he had been looking at his world in a way that did not match reality and while he was trying to help Cole, Cole had actually been helping him too.
"I think I can go now. Just needed to do a couple of things. I needed to help someone; I think I did. And I needed to tell you something: You were never second, ever. I love you. You sleep now. Everything will be different in the morning."
Now that Malcolm's perspective on life changed, he could then honestly say that life would be different from that moment on. The reality was that he had been dead that whole time, but didn't realize it. Now, reality and perspective matched and life could truly go on.
So how does that apply to me (and perhaps you as well)? Am I living a life with an authentic perspective on how things really are? Or do I live in a twisted sense of reality (knowingly or unknowingly)? Or am I completely wrong and perspective and reality don't matter together?
I'm still trying to think through this more...but maybe life cannot be most vibrantly lived unless both perspective and reality agree. Then we can honestly say that we truly helped someone, and life will be different in the morning.
