Last night Maya, Michael & I were supposed to go to a concert. It got postponed because of some kind of issue with the venue, so instead after dinner we caught a movie, Disney's Moana.
What a great movie. It's the story of how Moana, the daughter of the chief of the island of Motunui, is chosen by the ocean to save the world, by confronting the trickster demigod Maui, and forcing him to return the stolen heart of Te Fiti to the mother island and goddess.
So, a funny thing happened to me as I watched the movie. There's this thing about Maui that really spoke to me, so much so that I kinda teared up and began to cry a bit as I watched the film. Maui has these magical tattoos which appear on his body as he earns them. Running throughout them (literally running, jumping, crawling, sometimes back-talking him, and often being funny and winning over the audience) is a little tattoo version of Maui.
He's not Maui, but he is. He represents a part of him. The character himself is complex. He's kind of selfish, tricky, and has some issues with bluster and self-esteem. But his tattoo seems to always speak the truth, and is earnest, almost innocent. And they often disagree, which is heartwarming, cute, and really funny.
Which is almost exactly the relationship that mako-kun and I have. Mako-kun is the other me, the other persona/identity/part of me that shares the lovely apartment building that's my mind. He's my brain-room-mate or something. He's not exactly me, and not exactly not me, either.
Maya noticed I was kinda gobsmacked, and whispered to me to ask me what was up, and I told her how Maui reminded me of us. And she squeezed my hand, and whispered to me how she totally saw it, totally got it.
That made it even better.