Cannot Write Day

My thoughts won’t gel on the topic swimming in my head today. To ensure my blog doesn’t feel lonely, here’s an unrelated subject that fascinates me—Alien.

​I’ve loved the Alien movies since I matured into an adult and left my fear of certain horror behind me. I don’t like all horror stories or images, but the Alien franchise strikes a chord that makes me feel deeper into issues like a mother’s love, creation and creator, death that sustains life. When Matt and I watched Prometheus in the theater (the Alien prequel), it left me feeling profoundly disturbed. I watched it four or five times before I figured out what unsettled me—the dark motive of creator killing its creation. Looking back at all the movies, I see a theme of non-benevolent creator being a bit of a you-know-what. The internet probably has this all figured out about Ridley Scott and the underlying meaning of his movies, but I don’t read those posts. This is personal and the significance for me won’t be the same as it is for the man who wrote the stories.

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We recently watched Alien: Covenant and I resonated yet again with the undertones of destruction and creation. Spoiler alert, but a minor one: when the baby mother alien was born and waved in time with her creator, my heart melted and I actually said, “Awww.” I tried to find a picture of that moment in the movie, but couldn’t. I’m not posting the scary alien photos.

Thanks to my sister Amy, I can now combine two loves of my life—yoga and Alien. This morning I purchased a tank top to wear to classes at Raleigh Yoga Company that shows a mature alien in a centering toe squat. I think it will help me make friends. 

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