Tears flow as I watch the untold story of many people. Pain melts into ocean's blood running through my cheeks, liquid salt cleansing my soul. Sadness comes unannounced. Embracing me, it sits in my heart. Seeing this film rings a bell, a story repeating itself on another planet. Avatar is a film of mythical and epic proportions imbued with symbolism. It uncovers ancient truth shining through the mist of delusion. It is hard to digest for some, to see our own insanity mirrored, blocking our experience of life as a powerful current of interconnectedness flowing through every being.
This is not just the Na'vi story, this is every indigenous story on mother Earth, with their natural wisdom and connection to nature ridiculed, demonized, and oppressed. The Vatican has, in response to this film, warned everyone against seeing divinity in nature. We have heard this before and are still feeling the devastating effects of such narrow minded thinking. Those deeply rooted in the firm grip of logocentric discourse don't tire from mocking feelings of reverence, awe and magic found by communing with nature.