The relationship between time and memory has always fascinated me. What comes to mind is the experience of one with amnesia… who remembers nothing of who they are and/or their life and its meaning/purpose/value. In that single moment of realization presents the opportunity to redefine the quality of their life. Meandering through all of that is the power of language, not only to reflect what we perceive but to shape and define that which we hold as perceivable… and accessible as a quality of Life.
Arrival is a movie that I still (after many passes) thoroughly enjoy. Every time, I notice something different… and I notice differently. Perhaps now, as our global ‘reality’ unfolds, is as good a time as any to consider that perhaps, there are other realities/truths that we can offer ourselves in shaping individual and collective future(s).