core story.
{reverb10 – day 31}
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What central story is at the core of you, and how do you
share it with the world?
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At my core is a vein filled with sap and sugar, lifeblood for the words that grow along these branches. Each leaf is a word that waits to be written, and as I put its shape to paper, it glides gently to the ground.
The central story at the core of me is a story waiting to be written.
I don’t know the ending just yet, I know the names of several characters, I know the protagonist, I know the location.
I see myself standing exactly in the middle between the trees in the picture above. I see my feet taking root and my arms growing strong, I see myself reaching for the sun in summer. I see the rain that will wash me, the ice that will cling to my branches, seeking warmth. I see the colors I will wear in autumn, how fresh and lovely I will look in spring.
I see the expanse of sky above me that makes me feel endless. I see the field around me that offers nourishment to the world. I see the bird that lands on a branch and serenades me every morning.
At night I watch the stars wrestle with eternity. I see my mother, the moon. She sings me lullabyes when I weep and cradles me in her arms when I am weary from all this growing.
At dawn the sun nudges me ever so gently, sends a breeze across my shoulders to wake me.
I begin to whisper. All day long, I whisper my stories to the sky.
And then I stand and I wait, not knowing who will listen.
December 31st, 2010 at 11:04 am
Kelly. You are a gift.
Thank you again & Happy New Year.
December 31st, 2010 at 11:17 am
“At night I watch the stars wrestle with eternity. I see my mother, the moon. She sings me lullabyes when I weep and cradles me in her arms when I am weary from all this growing.”
God, I love this. Thank you.
December 31st, 2010 at 11:20 am
and so you end the year standing strong, growing stronger. still whispering stories for those of us held spellbound by your words. a good way to see the old year out, the new year in. more than good. i will say perfect once again.
December 31st, 2010 at 11:26 am
I’m listening. To your quiet whispers..to the trees blowing silently in the wind. Wishing you and yours all the best in this coming new year. May it be filled with everything you wish for..and more!
December 31st, 2010 at 12:10 pm
You have truly been one of the highlights of this entire experience. I don’t even know who to thank that I found you. You’re kind of like my blogging mom and I adore your words and you in equal measure. Thank you so much for making everyday of reverb10 special.
December 31st, 2010 at 1:04 pm
everyone will listen…
December 31st, 2010 at 1:57 pm
Each one of your posts has been wonderful. Just wonderful. What a treat it has been to read them each day. I look forward to what you will whisper, shout, and sing in the days to come.
December 31st, 2010 at 2:33 pm
this is so understandable to me .. i needed to read this today .. 2011 .. may it be a happy healthy year my friend
December 31st, 2010 at 3:44 pm
What a perfect post for the New Year, full of eternity and growth and seasons and sun and moon and sky — all the thing a new year needs.
Also, count me in on the listening! I’m so glad #reverb10 helped me find your wonderful words.
December 31st, 2010 at 5:44 pm
Wow.
December 31st, 2010 at 5:55 pm
Unbelievable in it’s beauty….
December 31st, 2010 at 6:02 pm
i’m listening….i always do. to you. because your words fill such a special place in my heart. they are never awkward. or hard. instead they fit like puzzle pieces. pieces of your life. of you. how lucky am i ?
December 31st, 2010 at 7:17 pm
Thank you for whispering loud enough for us to hear. You are an inspiration. Wishing you a new year brimming with life, love and more stories.
December 31st, 2010 at 8:55 pm
I’ve loved all your responses to the reverb prompts and what a beautiful note to end them on. This post soothed me, it was just what I needed to read at just the right time. Wishing you an amazing New Year.
January 1st, 2011 at 12:12 pm
I’ll always listen ~ whispers are one my most favourite sounds. There seems to always be so much more significance in words whispered than those adorned in loud, dramatic, emotion.
Here we are, in 2011. You are lovely now. Can’t wait to see you fresh and lovely in Spring …
January 1st, 2011 at 12:54 pm
The greatest compliment that I can give to another writer is this: I wish I would have written it. I feel that way about most everything you write. It’s lovely. And inspiring. Thank you.
January 2nd, 2011 at 2:38 am
beautiful beautiful words. i love the thought of whispering your stories to the sky…
January 2nd, 2011 at 5:28 pm
Oh, the beauty that your whispers carry to us. Your words dance their way to my soul. Thank you! You will find me often coming to sit beneath your branches. I’ll bring food for the birds in your branches when I visit.