Just a little story…
Over the last couple of years, I’ve heard this Woo term, but the only thing I can relate it to is something I vividly remember from my childhood.
The Woo to me is the Wizard of Oz…
I have a memory of when I was about 4 give or take and I was playing on the sofa whilst my Mum had something on the TV. I remember getting really engrossed in it.
My mum started hoovering and it’s not something she would have intentionally done if she had known I was listening to or watching something. I vaguely remember looking busy with my toys but I was secretly paying attention to what was on the TV.
I remember starting to cry and trying to hide my tears. I felt unbelievably sad. I tried to hide my tears as even at such a young age I felt silly and didn’t want anyone to see me upset. Especially because my sadness had a meaning that felt deep. A type of sadness I’d not felt before.
When my mum got closer to the sofa, I saw her face and she saw mine, she instantly knew something was wrong. The hoover was quickly turned off and she started to ask what happened….
In my head I knew exactly why I was upset and I knew I would have to try and explain…
This girl on the TV had been on a journey with some lovely special people and at some point in the movie (I’ve never watched since) that journey ended and I was so sad she had to say goodbye and would never see them again.
I wasn’t just sad, it was a feeling I’d never had, like something never existed, where did they go, I grew to love them too, what was the point etc. I couldn’t make sense of it.
If I remember rightly, the movie hadn’t quite finished and my mum comforting me. Calling me by my name and saying it was just a dream, those people are still there look…
At that point I saw the scarecrow, lion and tinman. They were different but I recognised it was definitely them. It was one of the nicest feelings to see them again even though boy did I feel silly.
As I’ve grown older, I randomly think about it and it reminds me a little of life.
What is the point, why do we love if we have to say goodbye or is it all just a dream.
How did I not recognise them until it was pointed out to me….
This makes me wonder regarding the real woo…
If we were told tomorrow this planet is buzzing with other life, aliens, ufos, ghosts etc would more people start to see them?
Or if we were told life is the real dream would we learn to fly again lol.
A little like we can’t see our own nose until we focus on it.