Sunday, August 4, 2019

Storyteller You Are


A sit outside. Listening to a book on cd. Yes, an archaic thing. However, it works for me. The sun will be overhead in a couple hours. Ideally, I’ll be finished jump roping for the morning. Maybe I will stretch some and start reading some graphic novels. Maybe I  did my religious read. Used the FutureMe  app and I recently adjusted how I used it.

Instead of journaling what I did that day for the FutureMe app for to read to remind me. I’ve adjusted. Now I use it to project what I will have accomplished the next day.  It sets the tone for me on the day to be. I have spent the time looking ahead as if it is already done. Then why I journal and write what was done. Recording the thoughts and feeling of the time.

This shift gives respect to the future and allows for possibility to happen. After reading some books past post,  I realized the feelings I had. It saddens a little. It feels like wasted time. Wasted time on bad relationships. Instead of making efforts to forget (on stuff deep down inside I don’t want to forget); I don’t want to be weighed down by the hurt. Calling it a learning lesson gets old. We graduate in hopes of learning life’s lessons. Yet, we constantly need a refresher. Feelings, like some friends, fade. I know the transitive quality of life. The impermanence of it all.

Still one knows the future is never promised and the past no longer exists.  Yet always living in the now is just like being feathers in the wind. Governed by the strength of the gust. To be real honest oneself, we are just dust in the wind. It is delusional not to be aware of this.

However...dust we may be. We are Star Dust.

In a meaningless life, it is valuable to give meaning to one’s life. Our story belongs to the world.. our story is tomorrow’s parable. Our little lives are the foundation for the next one. We are storytellers. Some may view one’s life a warning; others may live a life of joy and aspiration. Look at almost every religious texts. They are the stories of people. Heroes, saints, and persecutors.

So what’s your story? Why do you what you do? What have you done? What do you remember? What your feelings and thought? What are your future hopes? Did everything fall into place or was it planned out and  executed? Well, it’s your story. You highlight what’s important and filter out the irrelevant.

What’s your story?