I was on the socials this morning but kept wanting to get off of it. It was all too much. Videos and faces screaming for attention.
But I sat still and attempted to look at it from a different perspective.
And here’s what I got:
One thing I feel
Is everyone is trying to sell me sell me sell me
But I get it, it’s how you keep that roof over your head so you have a safe place to shower and poop.
But the other thing I see,
if I step back from the noise of the hustle
I see creators creating
I see people throwing their all into passion projects and big juicy dreams.
I see people taking risks and never knowing if they’ll be rewarded but doing that damn thing anyway
I see people pushing themselves
I see people elevating
I see people thriving
I see hope and promise and desire and art
I see people telling us their story
If you stop and listen there are stories there
There are stories everywhere
They surround us and whisper to us while we sleep
These stories, awoken by the sun, are blowing into your world like the strong winds of a thunderstorm
Slamming open your windows and spreading papers and flower petals and dust bunnies skittering across your floor
I see life –
A life full of story
I see the stories of people’s passions of their desires of their wants
I see people sharing their stories to an open void hoping hoping hoping for someone,
anyone to say –
yes I get you
Even (hopefully) if that someone is themselves
Stories
They’re so damn important
You can’t fake a good life story
Embellish away but at it’s core it has got to be about the truth of you
So
Sing sing sing
Loud and often
Sing
And let me dog ear this page,
so that I can listen
Stories offer us all that thread of hope
Because if someone else has gone through it and made it out the other side
Maybe you can too
Maybe
You can too
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