We all have them. Even if you say you don’t have a story, that’s still a story. So tell me a story. Not just a story. Your story. Not just your story. Your truth.
We tell stories to each other to makes each other feel less alone, to feel less afraid. Some of us tell stories because we are proud and we want to share. We are all storytellers on some level—if not with our words, then with our actions or in our being. We are even storytellers by our silence.
Our stories tell us by the way we hold our head high (or low), and the laugh lines and crows feet that map our joys and sorrows. If there is Botox there instead, then I can still see your story in your eyes. Do you meet mine or would you rather gaze to the distance or to the floor?
There is a story in your hair—the length, the color, and whether it covers your face to further conceal your mask or do you wear it swept back daring the world to gaze at your features as you stare back?
Your chin tells me a story. Is it jutted out in defiance and pride or does it tremble in fear or sadness?
Your shoulders tell me a story. Are they rounded as if you try to hide your existence or are they rolled back, your chest and heart open and wide?
The jewelry you wear tells me stories. Do you shine and glitter like a thousand lights in a chandelier, or do you carry bells on your fingers and toes to dance to as you walk into a room?
I’m interested in the stories of your hands and the babies and lovers that they held in sickness, health, passion, and love.
Your scars and tattoos even share. They tell me one story while your piercings scream another.
I’m interested in the stories in between your stories; the pauses and the sighs in between your words because they speak just as loudly and sometimes louder.
Come closer and whisper to me your secret, whisper to me your story and I’ll tell you mine and then we’ll whisper them into the wind. It doesn’t matter if you are a boy or a girl or a man or a woman. The young have stories called dreams and the old have stories they call memories. Let’s use our imaginations and listen to the stories of the trees and birds and the lions and monkeys and then we’ll tell them to the stars and the moon and the sun until we are one big story with a thousand different voices, a thousand different names, a thousand different experiences and yet, somehow, some way, all one.
So take off your mask and let your shadow step forward, because I can already see your story whether you tell me or not but I want to hear it come from you. I can see your story already as your lips part slightly and your gaze rises to meet mine. I smile in encouragement and nod my head yes, so we can take it a little deeper.
Great post, great words, very emotional! Thank you!
Thank you so much! I’m really happy you enjoyed it.
Great post! Great expression of the stories we all carry, hold dear, and hide behind… ahhh the stories xoxo
xoxo ❤ Thank you……
This is so well done. I think you could get quite a few novellas by this approach. I love watching people and taking in bits of their story. Listening to them is the best part.
Thank you! It does lend itself to that doesn’t it? I love listening to the silence of the stories. They say so much.
I’m a much better listener than a teller.
And that’s so important too!
This is a wonderful post Renata, emphasising the importance of ‘story’ and that we each have one to tell. Beautifully written thank you.
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Thank you Susan. I’m so glad you enjoyed it.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS!!! Storytellers we all are. I like how you point out even the silent tell stories. Everything about us tells a story. Hmm. Lots to ponder here. Realizing there are stories all around us give us a new perspective as we walk out the door and enter the world at large… Great post!
❤ Thank you dear heart!
Great post about the essential part of us all. Each one of us is a story, and story telling was, and still is, the important part of each culture. Your descriptions are encompassing and comprehensive and so true. You write beautifully.
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