Beautiful photos ❤️😍👍 sorry you are feeling so unsettled. Easy to happen with all the unease in the world… I’ve stopped watching the nightly news… just trying to stay in my own little realm….have fallen off my healthy eating wagon and trying to regroup before next doctors appointment so my A1C numbers will be good… sigh….I’m so addicted to sugars and carbs😳🙄. Anyway going to enjoy one last warm spell (probably) this week before we have some overnight temps in the 30’s at end of the week🥶. Yep… I’ve adjusted to this Texas climate … you would say just nice cool fall weather😂😂❤️😍👍🍁🍁🍂🍂
Stories are as old as humankind... Creation myths, fairy tales, fables... They were TOLD. Today, they're being spread via mass-media. I think this muddles the truth of stories; I think when they were being told, a long time ago, they resonnated with something deeper in people's hearts/souls. Today's stories are fabricated by mass media, they're shallow, people repeat them out of fear or because they prefer to be told what to think. Thank you as always for the beauty and wisdom you share.
Absolutely love this poem and your observations about stories. Humans live by story (consciously and unconsciously.) Over the years, I have brought a few of the stories that no longer serve me to awareness, let them go, and created new stories. The tricky part is not to blame or condemn ourselves for the old stories- we were taught them, and to some degree we picked them up and internalized them because they kept us alive. Old survival strategies/stories are often later maladaptive, but I am learning to be more appreciative of how (even at a cost) they "worked." (I am, after all, still here! :) Now when I write a new story, I tenderly thank the old one and imagine just gently setting it down at the side of the road and walking on.
"how easy it’s been to let that slip and how much I really need it. Stories can heal. Stories can destroy." thanks as always for your insightful, inspirational writing! We take great heart from it
Thank you for this. I could relate. The imagery in your writing and the actual images were so soothing to my soul. And the poem in the beginning made me feel so hopeful. I am so glad I found you here. :)
Excellent piece of poetry and commentary today! And so true about the stories we tell ourselves -- or allow others to tell us and then embrace for good or ill. May we all continue to seek and create stories filled with truth, meaning, love, and peace.
Beautiful perspective Karen.
A week of pondering leaves falling. On other sides of the world. Love the synchronicity that so often tends to pop up here 🍃
Beautiful photos ❤️😍👍 sorry you are feeling so unsettled. Easy to happen with all the unease in the world… I’ve stopped watching the nightly news… just trying to stay in my own little realm….have fallen off my healthy eating wagon and trying to regroup before next doctors appointment so my A1C numbers will be good… sigh….I’m so addicted to sugars and carbs😳🙄. Anyway going to enjoy one last warm spell (probably) this week before we have some overnight temps in the 30’s at end of the week🥶. Yep… I’ve adjusted to this Texas climate … you would say just nice cool fall weather😂😂❤️😍👍🍁🍁🍂🍂
Lovely poem and thoughts, Karen!
Stories are as old as humankind... Creation myths, fairy tales, fables... They were TOLD. Today, they're being spread via mass-media. I think this muddles the truth of stories; I think when they were being told, a long time ago, they resonnated with something deeper in people's hearts/souls. Today's stories are fabricated by mass media, they're shallow, people repeat them out of fear or because they prefer to be told what to think. Thank you as always for the beauty and wisdom you share.
Absolutely love this poem and your observations about stories. Humans live by story (consciously and unconsciously.) Over the years, I have brought a few of the stories that no longer serve me to awareness, let them go, and created new stories. The tricky part is not to blame or condemn ourselves for the old stories- we were taught them, and to some degree we picked them up and internalized them because they kept us alive. Old survival strategies/stories are often later maladaptive, but I am learning to be more appreciative of how (even at a cost) they "worked." (I am, after all, still here! :) Now when I write a new story, I tenderly thank the old one and imagine just gently setting it down at the side of the road and walking on.
"how easy it’s been to let that slip and how much I really need it. Stories can heal. Stories can destroy." thanks as always for your insightful, inspirational writing! We take great heart from it
Which comes first, the feeling or the story? What a good framing. Thank you 🧡
Thank you for this. I could relate. The imagery in your writing and the actual images were so soothing to my soul. And the poem in the beginning made me feel so hopeful. I am so glad I found you here. :)
Beautiful, thank you 💙
Excellent piece of poetry and commentary today! And so true about the stories we tell ourselves -- or allow others to tell us and then embrace for good or ill. May we all continue to seek and create stories filled with truth, meaning, love, and peace.