Storied Life

 

Journey's backpack

Is loaded with stories.

Some are painful,

Tormenting tales –

Stories that shake us.

 

Dramas of danger

Unworthiness, too,

Old, told, re-told:

Familiar sequence,

Familiar finale.

 

Into the drama

We invite our pals,

Assigning roles

We wish

Weren't played.

 

Can we attend to story?

Claim authorship

And authority?

Can we let it be ours

And not about them?

 

Can we honor the wound

That sources sad story,

Treating it tenderly

With mercy and care,

Bathing in light?

 

We're all story tellers,

Writing in pencil.

Let's observe.

Let's edit.

It's our nature to heal.