There will always be trouble. Misunderstanding, Distance, Loss. It is one side of a coin which cannot be separated from its more joyous face. The butterfly on the lotus petals of the heart alight first on one, then the other, and so it goes in neverending counterpoint and interplay. Trouble. How much and when? If it was known, then what would be different? Anything?
When I first saw the movie, "Harold and Maude," it was a revelation. And the times after that. The story, images, set pieces. The acting, the soundtrack... has stayed with me so many years that I'm coming full circle, having turned from youth to age, running the gamut of character... Not quite. But someday soon I will wake up and think of Ruth Gordon in a new light: less as teacher than peer. I don't want to fear... trouble. This is life. Two versions follow, one from the movie and one by Eddie Vedder. Enjoy the light that comes from behind the dark, roiling clouds.