Godzilla, and me
By aden kendroemen, 26th Jul 2010 | Follow this author
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This is an essay on the impact the King of all monsters, has had on my spiritual life.
GODZILLA!
Godzilla was born of the existential anxiety following the use of nuclear weapons on people, specifically the inhabitants of Hiroshima, and Nagasaki. A destroyer of cities he looms on the horizon bathing everything in the blast of his fiery breath. He is the symbol of destruction, but also of rebirth. His Mythos started as an enemy of the Japanese people, but progressed into a protector and defender.
Destruction, is it evil?
Personally, Godzilla has held a special place in my psyche over the years. He has come to represent the awesome power of my soul. A power that by it's very nature can bring destruction. Destruction in itself is not evil, it makes room for something new. It is no mystery that the Hindu Goddess Kali, is Both the goddess of creation, and destruction. A deity cannot be responsible only for what is perceived to be good, a deity must be responsible for everything, or nothing. (props to Deepak Chopra)
The dreams
In my late teens and early manhood, I began to have recurring dreams about Godzilla. He would chase me through various cities, a powerful and terrifying menace on the horizon. At this time in my life I was going through a stage of self discovery, adrift and uncertain of my place in the universe. These dreams ended abruptly when he finally caught up with me.
He was on the horizon, emerging from the water at the edge of the city. I was in extreme terror, not knowing in which direction to go to escape him. I ran through the streets, taking furtive glances over my shoulder. He sees me! Looking straight at me, he begins moving towards me. Leaving a path of destruction in his wake, his roar vibrating through me and chilling my bones. I run into a building, and on into an immense room filled with people dancing. I join the dance, hoping he will not be able to recognize me amongst all of these people. I hear a load rumbling as he tears the roof off of the building, and without a second glance looks right at me. He asks," why are you running from me? I only wanted to talk to you."
While I do not remember what he told me, or if he said anything at all. I do remember an overpowering sense of relief. I haven't dreamed of him since. I kind of miss him, but I did get the message.
My soul
For me, Godzilla became the symbol of my soul. The all powerful, all knowing connection I have with the universe. By it's very nature the soul cannot be contained in our limited human perception. We can only glimpse it at times on the peripheral of our daily lives. What we do see can be terrifying, a subtle sense of limitless power underlying everything in the physical world.
Fear
This is where fear plays it's part. Fear being the vehicle that drives us away from our connection to the soul. If something cannot be readily identified by the mind, then it must be something dangerous to be feared. This may have served a purpose in times past when the world was a more dangerous place to be in. Now fear is a self imposed limitation to spiritual growth. Letting go of fear enables you to reestablish your connection, and allows it to grow.
Go, Go, Godzilla!
Godzilla will always have a special place in my heart, having arrived at a time of spiritual upheaval in my life. To remind me that periodically I must go through a time of destruction and renewal, in order to grow in the awareness of my soul.
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