Everyone is looking for a story worth living. The human heart is made for an epic story.
When you give up looking for that story, you give up living. It’s all about story. It doesn’t always go as planned but that’s true to life.
Adventure is chasing a dream. Adventure is taking on something you’ve never done before.
Most good stories start like this – ordinary people getting swept up into something extraordinary. Story isn’t something you so much write – story is something that finds you.
The number one thing most people do to cover their shame is to turn to their own self-contempt or contempt toward others. Contempt becomes a shield, a cover for your life. That pressure to perform yet on the other side, “I’m going to make sure nobody else sees”. I hate whatever shows that weakness in me and so I’m going to work really hard to hide it. Hatred, contempt, violence against ourselves pushes us to perform, to succeed, then when we don’t, that kind of violence – “I’m such a shit” – emerges.
There’s always a story.
Every life is a long, complicated story. Over the story of your life, your heart has learned many things – some good, a whole lot that is not so good.
Whatever story it is, I can guarantee you there is beauty. Beauty – in and of itself – speaks to there being a larger story. If life is a random event, created by the big bang, then how do you explain beauty and all it encompasses? How do you explain what beauty does to you?