Before I EVEN begin this post—please for the love of all that is inspirational—watch this movie trailer… The Legend of Tarzan (2016) (NOT the cartoon version)
“A normal man can do the impossible to save the woman he loves. My husband is no normal man.”
O.M.G we love it!
So——after seeing this movie, I dreamed a dream about Tarzan. (Well, it was actually a gym owner named ‘Cameron’ but he looked exactly like Tarzan, and had his demeanor too.) It was hard not to do.
Tarzan embodies every trait known to woman of the ideal husband. He is tall, dark, handsome, he doesn’t talk all the time, he’s quite “thug” without ever appearing uneducated. He thinks about what he is about to say, he loves Jane with abandon, and if something were ever to threaten her—there would be hell.to.pay. because nothing can stand in his way—seemingly, not even death. He is in touch with the Earth and the nature around him, he is kind to animals, and he wants a family. He stands up against what is wrong, and instead of blathering on about how wrong it is; you turn around and the man is already gone—putting his righteous indignation into action! Tarzan is a feeler, and a thinker, and a do-er.
He’s Tarzan. 
My husband was not happy with me; even though he had given me permission to dream about Tarzan—it was only if it was his head on Tarzan’s body—I told him “I’d try, but my unconscious mind does it’s own bidding.”
What do I say? Oops!?
Anyway— the focus of this post is not Tarzan—it’s Jane.
And it’s us.
Here is what I want to know:
“Why do we all love Jane so much?”
Let’s face it, it’s not just Tarzan who ogles her and falls all over himself—we do too!
He thinks she is beautiful, check. (So do we.)
He thinks she is smart, check. (Us too!)
He finds her charming, yep. (Uh-huh, Again.)
He sees her as adventurous, check.
He sees her as sexually alluring. (Gawsh, yes.)
He sees that other men admire her. (Which is true.)
Children love her, and the African village that raised her sees her as one of their own. (Even though she never once dons something made of leather.)
And Tarzan would seemingly move heaven and earth to bring her home, to him, safely…
They are the total package. Without Jane, Tarzan is just an ape man with a nice body. We would never know his civilized side. And he would lose our interest pretty quickly. (At least I think he would…after a time.
