It is fitting that the Rooster is named Bombadil, as he is the one entity that is not impacted by the Ring. Its fearsome power holds no sway over him, but for us mere mortals it is easy to give into the power of doubt and fear. Yet by showing up despite those doubts and fears is the truest definition of courage.
Your framing of this made me think of another piece of media: from Dead Poet Society on why we read poetry. To paraphrase: “because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion...And what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse”
RIP Bombadil.
“Fear no alder black! Heed no hoary willow!
Fear neither root nor bough! Tom goes on before you.
Hey now! merry dol! We'll be waiting for you!”
It is fitting that the Rooster is named Bombadil, as he is the one entity that is not impacted by the Ring. Its fearsome power holds no sway over him, but for us mere mortals it is easy to give into the power of doubt and fear. Yet by showing up despite those doubts and fears is the truest definition of courage.
Your framing of this made me think of another piece of media: from Dead Poet Society on why we read poetry. To paraphrase: “because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion...And what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse”
Carpe diem! Yellow boots and all!
And I am grateful that I may contribute a verse to your great play.
Ah, friend. Blessings on Bombadil! And blessings on you. May you feel community behind you, your tailwind into tomorrow.