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Tuesday, July 14, 2020

Who can tell your life story?

 


Good morning!

I gave a challenge to a loved one yesterday...."Tell my story."
I realize that there are many in my life that I can honestly say, I can not tell the fullness of their story. I want to say part of the reason is because we haven't spent enough time together....but that is a lie. I know it's not so true because, there are friends I know that I have only captured what feels like a minute with them yet, their stories and the details are rich in my mind. How is that so? They went there! That is what they shared with me...is the depths and details of their stories with vivid technicolour details and then....we started laughing about the lyrics to baby shark and who knew it best (they did 😉 )
There are many people that I know their stories, and they would not like to hear it again. It's stays locked up with me...as a reminder and gift that stays as a treasured depth of their soul. It's an unspoken "knowing" that I see deeper into their moments than some perceive on the surface. Still, I would love to connect in more to fill in some of the gaps I realize when I am "reciting" their story in my head. More of how they taste joy and cherish with pain, those that they love. Goals and desires left unmet that burn at them throughout the day.
I remember sitting to have lunch with a lovely sister one time behind the library downtown when a man approached us. His clothes were weathered and his hands and face told the story of hardship yet he came to tell us that he loved our smiles. I returned the complement and said that we are fortunate that he would smile with us, and then.....he shared his story. A story of love savoured and love and life lost. He shared of his dreams and you could see in his eyes that he could still see the beauty of the vision for his life he held....and then it faded into his tears of remembrance. I thanked him for sharing such hope and love and he went away feeling appreciated (because he was).
But all that said brings me back to the fact that there are so many that guard the details and blow them off in their own heads. They don't even get the to the journey from their own appreciation to their tongue to be shared with another.
We see many asking for suggestions of what to watch on Netflix yet, have they shared their own story with someone near and dear to them? Have they valued their own experience and allowed their details to inspire and connect in with another?
Is it because of a lack of feel safe with sharing our details? Can we foster relationships where we get the freedom and gift to share so fully? Do we hold our vision and love with such high value that they flow off our tongues with praise like the stranger we encountered? Do we trust in the value that others will see and hold in and of our lives?
Let's just start with us first then. Speak your story to yourself like a movie trailer. I get so filled up personally just thinking about how awesome it is to be connected to the beauties I call my family, that I get choked up sometimes. I'm choked up now. They're amazing! And the stories I would tell would be magnificent.
How deep do you allow yourself to love, cherish, and savour those around you and the "you" that you have become?
Let's love and cherish deeply today...❤ Much love to you 🙂

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