Tiny Gifts

I’ve never been a person who is comfortable talking about myself. An introvert by nature I have been a listener most of my life. As a listener I have always loved stories and story tellers. The good ones would draw me in, churn me up and send me on my way a different person.

A story, well told, gets under our skin…makes us think, evaluate and see ourselves and the world through another’s eyes. They often make us feel less alone and more visible to ourselves. I have come to see the value in sharing a story or two of my own now, from time to time. For I have discovered that in the telling of it I am also transformed.  A meaningless life event takes on a richer hue and a broader purpose and occasionally I find myself in the role of teacher to another…a blessing more to me than to them, perhaps.

Stories are meant to be told and re-told, to be allowed to live as a creative force apart from the teller.  They are tiny little gifts we give to each other.  I welcome yours and I know others do too. ~ Dorothy