two days ago, i bought my son a dvd of the early peter pan version, i was amazed how it made my son sit as still as a rock for two hours, and how it made me wonder about flying and neverland.
when peter invited wendy to go to neverland by flying, wendy asked how, peter simply said think of the happiest thought...and off she went airborne to neverland, singing "if you can leave your world behind, you can fly..."
it made me think...if i think about my happiest thought, would i be able to fly as well? and so i began thinking of experiences that i thought were happy...and they were, but not enough to defy the law of gravity... maybe i wasn't happy enough with the thought i chose, maybe i was thinking of something else when i thought of my happy thought; about the work i have to do the next day, my coming salary, my deadlines; or maybe i am starting to lose it given the fact that i am thinking about the whole fucking idea of flying at all...
then my son looked at me with a smile so content from watching the cartoons, and he said, " ' love you tatay..."
and right there and then in the confines of my sofa, the ship, the island, the pirates, the ticking crocodile, the whole lot was there. and i was the GREAT PAN...swordless and not so cute, but heaven be damned, i was flying in a neverland i have searched and caught a glimpse of...amidst the chaos of a world we all can't leave behind...
neverland...elusive... but true...
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