Our whole lives are surrounded by story. We ourselves are living a story within billions of others living their stories all over this world. All of us with our little personal stories make up a larger story, a very real and true story. Who can say what this larger story is about, and do we see hints of it’s theme in real and made up stories we tell today. A lot of people, me included like stories about real people, but there are also those of us who like the made up stories. I’m sure there have been many people who ask, why people like made up stories so much, why don’t they just stick to reality. There are many incredible stories that are true stories, ones that bring hope, and joy, they bring justice, and peace and they give us motivation to fight for the good things of life. I think, the truth of it is, that made up stories have truth about life in them. They may be made up, but they speck of things in life that are true. Mostly I think it tends to speck to the longing in all our hearts for hope in a better life. I know for sure it does for me. I have recently spent time in the world of Inkheart written by: Cornelia Funke some of the best times I’ve had in the last 7 years has been getting caught up in a book that I couldn’t put down. I have not always been aware of the draw of a good book; in fact, I would say that I didn’t discover books until I was in my late 20’s. My love for fiction has grown sense then. I think the one story that I was told as a young girl was the fairy tail stories. The ones where there is magic, and the princess falls in love with the prince. Now, later on in my adult years I have often heard people say that these stories brain wash our children, and give us these unreal ideas about life, a kind of fantasy, or expectation that isn't real. I was relieved to read an essay by: C.S. Lewis entitled on three ways of writing for children, in which he address the topic of fairy stories, and people’s criticism of them. I was glad to see that he said a bunch of things that helped me understand why I like them so much, and why he feels they are important for children, and for adults. One key idea, or theme, and the one that rang true with me is: HOPE. I recommend this little essay.
How had I come to believe, that the deep things of my heart and mind were not important? Who told me they didn’t care about the things I was feeling or thinking about? The truth of the matter was, that no one actually said I don’t care about what you think or feel, they just never bothered to ask. Never being asked is another way to let someone know that they are not valued. In response to some of the most important people in my life not bothering to pursue my young heart and mind, I believed I had nothing to offer or give that would be of any value to anyone else. I believed I was stupid. I heard it over and over in my heart and head with out a second of doubt of its truth. Not until my twenty sixth year did the truth that I believed about myself reveal it’s self as a lie. There were six of us who met each week, five younger women and our leader, a woman the five of us had approached to ask if she would be willing to let us learn from her and be mentored and guided ...
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