“Shattered Love” – Richard Chamberlain
My
best friend in junior high was a huge fan of Richard Chamberlain, otherwise I
would have little to no idea who he is. In case you don’t know, he played Dr
Kildare on TV in the 1960s, graduated to leading man status on film in the
1970s, and was king of the TV miniseries in the 1980s. Handsome, charismatic,
and possessed of a voice like a blend of milk and dark chocolate, in his day he
earned the admiration and adulation of fans – particularly female ones – pretty
much everywhere.
His
autobiography was published in 2003. Media around its release seemed more
focused on his coming out than anything else he had to say, and I confess the
press combined with the book’s title conspired to have me avoid it like the
plague. I mean, “shattered love” in the context of a celebrity coming out could
only mean one thing: a “poor pitiful me” tell-all where the intimate (sordid?) details
of his hidden life were finally revealed.
I did
the man a severe disservice by thinking those things. Turns out the book is
more about his spiritual journey than it is about secretly being gay in his line
of work (though he tells some dandy stories about his career, too). There is
nothing whiny or pitiful about it. In fact, he gives an objective, completely
honest account of life as the younger son of a difficult man, of growing up and
living for decades with a major inferiority complex, and of his continuing path
to inner peace. And he tells it all with a gentle, self-deprecating humour that
in no way negates his eventual discovery and acceptance of his true self.
This
guy is practically a guru. I related to much of his story, from his description
of a complicated Life with Father right down to his faith in a loving, friendly
and generous Universe. The title “Shattered Love” reflects his belief that each
of us represents a shard of one singular love so immense that it shattered
itself in order to experience its own existence. Or something like that. He
certainly subscribes to the same theory as me, that we are as divine as we are
connected to the Divinity who created us. God exists around us and apart from
us and within us all at once.
I
learned a lot from reading this book, especially about the nature of
forgiveness and when it applies. I actually learned a whole lot more than I
ever expected to learn from a movie star’s memoir, and I am eternally grateful
for the lessons.
I do
wonder, though, what my junior high bestie would think ...
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