Stories...

"This is all I ever wanted - to help students and artists see myth as a reflection of the one sublime adventure of life, and then to breathe new life into it." ~Joseph Campbell 

Every so often I ask the cute guy to tell me a story, a true story about something that has happened to him or that he has done. We take turns, so sometimes I tell my own stories. It's a good way to find out about each other and the bits and pieces that make up who we are. Sometime in the future I will start asking him to make up stories; spin a tale, weave a yarn. 

I've always been interested in stories and perhaps this is why I'm so much of a bookworm. Books provide never-ending access to all manner of stories. Ideas, thoughts, facts and culture... all these are passed on through story. From parent to child, family to family and onward. 

Today I'm going to see Captain America with the cute guy and his family. I think movies are an interesting way to tell stories - it's different from sinking into a book but just as easy to have one's imagination captured by what unfolds on screen. Then too, some people find it easier to relate to images and sounds than to words. 

I'm thinking about how I can share my own story. This blog is part of it... writing the moments as they come... there is more to be done though and I've been thinking of how to bring it into being. Perhaps not now, perhaps in the future, perhaps as I've been doing - bits and pieces as I go along.

Tell me a story?

peace,

Ren