Thursday, July 30, 2020

Life Is The Story


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July 30, 2020

Life is the story.  There I said it.  Life is the story.  Not the moment.  It requires a huge collection of those.  Good, bad, predictable and wow even those that came from out of nowhere.  Life is the story.  I not only live by that rule but I feed off the follow up sentence.  Share your story or someone will write it for you.  There you go!  Now you know why I endlessly reach out to share conversations with every source of creative energy.  You’re sharing your story so someone doesn’t have to write it for you.  I honestly believe I picked up on that way of life because I questioned our place in people’s lives. Why do we allow other people to write our obituary? It should be a self-requirement.  Do it yourself.  On this podcast episode it’s my goal to help open your sense of direction by introducing you to a writing instrument.  A pen.  Not just any pen but one spotted on the ground at the outdoor movie drive inn.  Writing instruments are like fallen feathers to me. They find us.  This is a true story.  The night before a huge Christian concert was held.  The branding on the outside of the pen says Health Share Altrua.  Got that?  Pen.  Ground.  Health Care establishment printed on side. This is how other people write your story.  In my own creative way I saw this pen with a medical name printed on it.  It was located on the ground where a Christian concert was performed.  First thing I thought was frontline worker.  Needed to break away from the daily stress of Covid and took in the word of God at a concert. While reaching for their water bottle on a sizzling Carolina night to take a sip the pen fell from their pocket where a writer spots it 24 hours later.  I picked it up at sunset and used it in my daily writing at sunrise.  Now you’re here connected to the journey.  Life is the story.  A raindrop set free on a mountainside always has the opportunity to reach an ocean shore.  I want to hear that story.  A seed becomes a tree.  Forty years later it gives its life to become a sheet of paper.  Words or art are placed on it.  The expression is shared with the passerby.  That’s the story that brings true joy to people’s hearts.  Share your story or someone will write it for you.  Don’t make up the story.  Don’t bend the limbs of an actual event.  The empowerment of entering each day is knowing that no two days will ever be the same.  Bring forward your change by accepting that your Now is becoming tomorrow’s adventure.   


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