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Grateful to The Berne Institute.

Title: There’s no growth without attachment.

When I got exposed to the Core Stage of Development that enlightening weekend, I felt like a new piece of my “puzzle life script” has been submitted. The “Becoming stage” had a huge impact on me, which led to that missing jigsaw puzzle.

My grandparents lost two sons in the Lebanese civil war in 1975, my two uncles who I never know; that my twin and I were named after them. Dad didn’t separate from his family after his marriage and still living in his parent’s house for now, since that tragedy.

I was thinking about why dad didn’t get outside the house after marriage and lived independently from his family. I felt he was “bringing back his two brothers home” with our birth. It was so clear to me why he got pissed off when I or my twin enter any serious relationship, the irony is that all the relationships were serious and broken out of our awareness. Even though I feel free to decide whatever I wanted and do or be in life, I found myself going back to my story via a high-intensity vacuum, bringing me back to where I “Became”.

The assumptions that were challenged here are the same repressed feelings that I’m not allowed to express and telling him that “I’m your son, not your brother”. I’m shocked… It has been played unconsciously for three decades… I’m remaining calmer now… I can feel his suffering and fear now of losing “again” his brothers…

We used to clash on our freedom to choose our own path in life, without understanding what’s going on? Why all this tension regarding this topic? And the irony is that we haven’t been exposed to their stories or their way of living…
They are still calling “their names” in the house for this moment. Bless their hearts, they did the best they could to raise us with an abundance of parenthood (forever grateful). But life has limitations and now I’m understanding why when it comes to this topic everyone remains silent and blank.

I created this scene to show what it feels like to bear fruits(talents) and rot in the same place.
I'm representing myself in this orange tree, that is holding rotten oranges, which some of them fell in place. This tree was small in the pot along the years trying to get outside the house, even though the window is opened specially on sunsets as "The Little Prince" once said that "when one is that sad, one can get to love the sunset.”
The tree has merged with the corner of the ceiling and still fighting for freedom. It has stopped enjoying its achievements (fruits) when realizing the importance of the Freedom Value after this observation. The chair near the window represents my voice at home, when I open this topic to discuss it or know more about it, I visualize my family members had immigrated, and the sitting area got completely covered and isolated.
I didn’t stop trying to be "reborn". My hand marks appear on the wall, showing the fight for survival. And now I'm out!

Thanks for your time to read something so sacred to me, that I'm proud of!

Software used:
3Ds Max, Grow fx, Corona, Photoshop