I watched Titanic on TV last night and nothing brings me back to my inner values more than this historical incident. A ship filled with interesting historical figures among my favorites Margaret "Unsinkable" Molly Brown, John and Madeline Astor aka the scandalous couple since Astor married the 18 year old Madeline and Harold Lowe who as a part of the crew became known as the lifeboat hero since he moved the people in his lifeboat nr. 14 to other lifeboats and went back to rescue people left in the water with now an almost empty lifeboat. What all these people have in common: the break social norms or unwritten rules, they do not follow the status quo. Accidents or traumatic events bring out the qualities of a person because the situation puts a persons psychological profile to test. This is why we continue to be fascinated by the events of that dreadful night 14-15.2 1912.
Another interesting perspective is the MBTI types of the Titanic 1997 movie characters. Many seem to place Jack Dawson as ESFP "The Entertainer" which in my personal opinion is somewhat true but my theory is that Leonardo DiCaprio brings out his own version of Jack through his acting which very much is connected to the ESFP personality type. However, the pure character Jack Dawson seems to be more of an INFP. As an INFP I see similarities in the character and my own worldview. Being as free as the wind and exploring life with rose colored glasses are classic INFP traits. The way he lays down on a bench watching the stars on the nightsky and letting his mind wander and my mind sees it in his eyes that he is a thinker even if he treats other people with warmth and charm. Also Rose describes him as able to "see people" which essentially means that he is an empath. When Rose is looking through his drawings from Paris she wonders if he was fond of a woman he had drawed many times and he simply tells her "I fell in love with her hands" this reminds me of INFP love; INFP's are deeply in love with the world and traits of people but it is not the same thing as being in love with a person; it is a sort of natural universal love.
Another fascinating thing about The Titanic is that the people on board give us a glimpse of the society of 1912. In fact it is a miniature of how society operated back then. Different social classes that did not tolerate each other. The first class passengers saw themselves as the elite, the better half of the passengers and the third class lived as well as they could despite of the fact that they did not have the same advantages as the rich. This leads to a group thinking that increases the differences between the groups because the members identify with their own and follow the rules of their own group,
they despise all else that does not belong or connect with their group. Although, when a tragic event occurs everyone become people. By this I mean that tragic events break down roles and give people new roles depending on how they as individuals respond to the events. Still the groups try to act a certain way according to the unwritten rules within their group but there is an increased opportunity to either save people, become saved, save yourself or save nobody and this choice is one of the most fascinating things about the events of the sinking Titanic.
How fragile beauty is but yet how long it lasts is another thing that keeps me wondering. It must have felt like Heaven to sail towards new beginnings much like it felt like Heaven walking around on the sundeck and the promenade deck A. Such beauty was unique and unusual. The newness of it all, the scent of paint was present, nobody had touched or done anything and it was much like a dream to good to be true. The sea whispered and a gentle wind blew at the shore of Southampton. It was all so new and all so old at the same time. I am pretty certain that those days spent sailing looked like Heaven on Earth. I felt a similar sensation myself on a Fjord cruise in Norway in 2010, all materialistic wishes stop existing and all that matters is feeling one with the waters and a ship that sails on the waters of your dreams, listening to the hymn of the ocean.
Let us sail towards new beginnings, maybe it will all be a dream.