Only once upon a time?

for we are story makers, not just storytellers*
Robin Wall Kimmerer

To forgive yourselves and others constantly is necessary. Not only is everyone screwed up,, but everyone screw up.**
Anne Lamott

I think that allowing ourselves a new story may be
an act of forgiveness, a
new beginning,
Whether the story change is
major or minor.
There’s more than one
“Once upon a time” available to us,
Forgiveness being a larger story for
our personal tales to be held within,
So here I am,
Once again upon a time …

*Robin Wall Kimmerer’s Braiding Sweetgrass;
**Anne Lamott’s Almost Everything.

A moment

You have travelled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.
Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.*

John O’Donohue

When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment …
When I let go of the destination for a moment
When I let go of the destination for a moment
When I let go of the destination for a moment …

*John O’Donohue’s Benedictus: For One Who is Exhausted).

Windigo living

It’s a grand thing to get leave to live.*
Nan Shepherd

Your big break. Some people get one. Most people don’t. But if you’re reading this, it means that you’ve received more than one, perhaps a countless number of, little breaks.**
Seth Godin

I guess we’d all agree on how
it’s important to live before we die,
Given the biggest break of all –
That of being here.
The odds were stacked against us, but here we are
with daily options on how we want to live.
The Windigo is a Anishinaabe legendary monster that
exists to consume and consumes to exist,
But the more the Windigo ingests the hungrier it becomes:
Windigo is the name for that within us
which cares more for its own survival
than for anything else.^

Robin Wall Kimmerer sees the Windigo’s footprints
in all of our corporate and personal destructiveness:
industrially-blemished lakes, deforested
hillsides, coalmine-wasted
countryside, poisoned
waterways,
New kitchens replaced with
newer kitchens, Clothes
we never wear, food
going to waste.
The Windigo does not live, perhaps does not even survive, but
only exists:
What native people once sought to rein in,
we are now asked to unleash in a
systematic policy of sanctioned greed.^

None of us have failed to be taken in by this monster, but
there’s another part to our story –
Perhaps we have noticed how we recover when we give,
When we notice our talents, energies and values, turning
these outwards in giftedness to others, we find
life is richer.

*Philip Newell’s Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul;
**Seth Godin’s blog: Your big break;
^Robin Wall Kimmerer’s Braiding Sweetgrass
.

Songline passion

He views his musical practice as a chance to enrol others in a journey, and the volunteers in his orchestras find that this journey -the chance to lean into possibility, to fail, to connect, to hear and to be heard – changes their lives.*
Seth Godin, of Ben Zander)

the only essential is this: the give must always move**
Lewis Hyde

If you are passionately following your songline, it’s likely that
you were influenced by one or more following theirs,
Which also means that others may be inspired by you,
To find and to follow their songline.

*Seth Godin’s blog: Home is wherever my cello is;
**Lewis Hyde’s The Gift.

To begin with

Our social patterns such that the successful man is not supposed to be afraid or bored or lonely. He must find this world the best of all worlds; in order to have the best chance for promotion he must repress fear as well as doubt, depression, boredom, or hopefulness.*
Erich Fromm

These perigrini, as they were also known, viewed their wanderings, or peregrinations, as a process of seeking their places of “resurrection” – they were searching for their path of new beginnings.**
Philip Newell

Before the path of fresh beginnings will appear, we must
admit this is not where we want to be.

*Erich Fromm’s The Revolution of Hope;
**Philip Newell’s Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul.

Contents and containers

True originality in storytelling is the meeting of form and content.*
Robert McKee

Brigid challenges us to be people on our knees, that is, people midwifing new births for this moment in time. The good news is that we do not have to create the births. Our role, rather, is to midwife what is trying to come forth from deep within the human soul.**
Philip Newell

We are each capable of birthing something new;
If we follow our must
this will be the way of it.
But as well as having something worth sharing, we also require
a way to share it, else
the rest of us will miss out –
And as this is a sacred thing, we want to avoid that.
If you can’t find the right container
for your contents,
There’ll be someone who’ll help you find one, or
they have a container and are looking for some
contents.

*Robert McKee‘s newsletter: Why Content is Key;
**Philip Newell’s Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul.

Still changing after all these years

What you love to do with grow in you, so long as you stay true to who you are and allow yourself to change and develop freely.*
Hugh Macleod

Pay attention to the world, and train yourself to notice the details that others miss.
Rohit Bhargava

I must continue on a path of
openness and change.
Some may argue that I will be an insubstantial man,
Blown this way or that by the next idea I meet, that
I will lack belief and conviction.
Yet it is in this tension that I am who I am,
That we are who we are:
When we both remain the same and change:
Self-knowledge might be the most difficult of life’s rewards –
the hardest to earn and the hardest to bear.
To know yourself is to know that you are not an unassailable fixity
amid the entropic storm of the universe
but a set of fragilities in constant flux.
To know yourself is to know that you are not
invulnerable.^

*gapingvoid’s blog: Life without dissonance;
**Rohit Bhargava’s Non Obvious 2019;
^Maria Popova’s The Marginalian: Bob Dylan on Vulnerability, the Meaning of Integrity, and Music as an Instrument of Truth.

Now, let’s be clear

Far too often in this confused world we are faced with choices, all of which are wrong, and the only thing we can do, in fear and trembling, is to choose the least wrong,, without pretending to ourselves that it is right.
Madeleine L’Engle

Our hope lies not primarily in human reason and scientific analysis but in the untamed regions of intuition and human imagination within us.**
Philip Newell

What to focus on?
What to let go of?
Which way to go?
Where to remain?
Where to leave?
Who to listen to?
Who to ignore?
To be clear –
And we want to be clear –
Is not easy.
The lack of clarity in which we find ourselves
has a certain current and speed to it,
Carrying us along, but,
We can haul ourselves out
and, for a moment,
Listen,
Listen to the untamed life within,
More song than compass,
Or poem,
Distilling clarity from confusion.

*Madeleine L’Engle’s Walking on Water;
**Philip Newell’s Sacred Earth, Sacred Soul.