Another Jane Austen film, discovering her oeuvres, Netflix supporting me in this. One thing before I start of: this is a new pattern for me developing on the couch, watching films. I’m very aware of the impressions lingering on the mind. I like it to have as a clean photographic plate, as Murshid describes it.
I once discussed this with my son on the watching TV behavior: ‘What do you guys do with all these impressions, they creep into your mind, your dreams, to many files in your brain, it keeps you busy processing all that, you need to have a quiet mind at some times, a clear mirror.” He, still an adolescent then, replied: “Mum, see it like this: you have a file open in the brain, but once you have watched it, you drop again. Delete it.”
Perhaps women’s brains work differently.
A thing Murshid states about relationships is that for a woman, things come in deeper. It enters her and she’s busy processing it. The mind is a certain layer in us and when things go deeper, we are in the heart. The heart is a deeper faculty of the mind, the mind a layer more on the surface of the heart. So for the many, facebook is more of a medium for the mind, am I right? Perhaps I’m very stubborn trying to keep going on trying to use it as a medium to exchange something from the heart. It’s on more sensitive matters of course, more on the way to the Self. Therefore kept hidden, protected. We don’t want to share that with everyone.
This brings me back to Jane Austen’s film I watched yesterday: ‘Persuasion’, to a moment in it, where the real Selves and selves become revealed more closely.
Anne, the main character, says in an intimate conversation with the love of her life, not yet revealed and allowed again in the open at that moment: “The fickle characters of women the way literature describes them is literature written by men. I can assure you that even after an ending, the character of a women is steadfast in that she still continues to love for a long time.”
In the story, this is a hint at the same time of course to the man she talks with in front of her in this scene. Women weren’t allowed to express their feelings directly; they had to await the advances of the men. Masterful acted indeed by the actress in the film.
My brain wires a connection to what Murshid says about the faculty of the heart of women: impressions linger for a long time in her. It goes deep in her. That’s why the position of women in life is more fragile, needs to be protected. Well, that’s what he said those days. Times have changed, women today are more independent economically, which is a good thing, but having ‘to fight in the marketplace’, as Murshid mentions elsewhere, is an undesirable thing for a woman to do because of the way her heart and senses work.
Jane Austen was a master in revealing to us the psychological nature of women and how that played out in the society of those days. Was Jane Austen a rare case amongst mostly male writers of literature in her time? This story of her is called a masterpiece on Netflix, was it recognized as such in her own time?
The moments the real feelings are at play, when Anne writes in her dairy, we, as spectators are allowed to look, for a moment, into her eyes. “The eyes are the windows of the soul”, another sufi quote. Anne looks strait into the camera. We see her truth. This is introducing something new in the way of acting in films.
English actors are masters in invoking feelings. Their eyes reveal it. Murshid also mentions the film as a medium capable of revealing something of the soul. A good actor can do it. We could say that these masterful English films are soulful.
One more last thing for you guys busy out there accomplishing in life, practicing mastery through accomplishment. Be on the watch about what you are actually accomplishing. Is it on line with your souls purpose? Finish the project and then switch. Or drop it halfway if it’s not on line with your souls purpose. That is not a sign of weakness, but of strength and steadfastness, being truthful to your real Self. Perhaps some else had persuaded you.
Anne is in an argument with her father at some point in the story. Her father is a proud ‘Nobelman’, who doesn’t allow a person of lesser rank in his aristocratic family. We can guess it, Anne is in love with a ‘lesser’ man. She had been persuaded to drop him.
The scene reveals the ‘noble’ manners of the father being in anger about this, the way he fetches his gloves from a servant holding them up for him.
True nobility is in the soul, the soul expresses noble feelings naturally. Anne replies in this scene: “Think of all these poor be-widowed women.” She hurries out to go and visit one, acting that way against the protocol of the moment.
I think becoming a widow was a threat for women those days. They fell into poverty. The law was such that only the men inherited the family money, he was expected to protect the women of the family. If he used the greatest amount for himself, his own wife and children only, his sister and her children suffered.
Enough for now. My mind is processesing these things. I may as well write it down and share it here with you. That way practicing a little mastery. Hope you enjoyed it. Have a good day!