Dune Chani

 

I loved the new Dune. I loved Chani. I have the mental scars from arguing with book purists. I shouldn't argue with book purists. It probably isn't worth it. But I argued with them all the same. I think I went a bit wild and decided I needed to rid the worm, too. I just had a lift time of loving people who didn't care about me. And I learnt one day to just leave. Like Chani. I recognise with Chani. Today I realised why I recognised with her. 

I recognise with her. I recognise with her because she is who I have worked to become. To become someone who can walk away from bad love. Someone who has agency and respects themselves. It has been a long road and I am still working on it. There are days I think I am lost and the journey seems pointless. 

Chani sees Paul take another bride and she leaves. She goes back to her roots. I felt that call to the sea. Though it feels broken and shaken now and rife with anxiety. But it is not over. It has just begun. 

I realised today I don't need anyone else's validation. I can do this. I really can. It doesn't matter what other people think of my love for the sea or of anything. I can do this. Why do I feel afraid? What is there to be afraid of now?  I don't know. 

I feel like I am lost but perhaps this is a part of becoming found.