I appreciate it. Your presence has made 2019 a better year and it needed to be better.
Those of us who tell stories–in books, at parties, around the dinner table, or even in blogs like this one–hope that some of the stories will connect with some of those who have come to the storyteller’s place.
Even the storyteller knows not the ending of a story when s/he begins telling it, just as now I am typing this line with no idea what line will follow it.
Is it luck? No, I don’t think so because one thing has become clear over time; stories know where they are going and just need somebody there to serve as a channel to allow them out into the world.
You have your stories, too, even if you don’t put them in books or blogs. Maybe they’re about your life or maybe they come unbidden from your dreams and your imagination. To all who hear and read your stories, the stories and the listeners/readers are gifts.
From the universe perhaps or from your heart and soul.
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Even if we don’t write, we are writing our stories with our lives. I wonder if all those stories that want to be told are the stories someone lived and wrote on the wind.
Yes, they are.
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