Telling Stories

If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten. Rudyard Kipling

These are historic times. Monumental changes are happening to societies around the world. Little of the once “normal” life will go untouched by this cataclysm. But we are not helpless. We are not hopeless and simply cast adrift upon a terrible sea. Each of us should record the stories of these days as the turmoils unfold. I am humbled to say readers of this blog have visited from dozens of countries. And each of your homelands have been hit by this deadly virus parasite. It feeds on humanity’s body, and has already consumed far too many. But I am afraid many more will follow. We must not let it consume our spirits.

The life we once had planned is gone. Previous tracks in the sands of time have petrified. Perhaps the pieces of our broken dreams can be reassembled into an even finer future. But the stories of today must be told. The tale of who you are at this moment needs to be remembered. Everywhere, politicians have failed to lead successfully. They have instead wandered down blind alleys and sat idle. The planning was inadequate. Now we the people are globally paying the price. History calls for millions of stories to be recorded so they will never be forgotten. You must be a storyteller.

Dozens of stories of people, distancing themselves to protect their fellow citizens, finding ways to cheer up one another. Singing together out windows, helping neighbors, playing impromptu concerts from balconies… So many wonderful individuals are reaching out across the emptiness to shine a positive light for others who in turn reflect that love to others. Bless you all. Set aside pettiness and prejudice – not just now – but forever. Let’s make the type of world we want to live in. Begin to rewrite your story. You deserve it.

Time is eroding the pathways that once were so clear. We do not face this once-a-century disaster alone however. It is impossible to retrace our steps back to what was. We must instead write the history of now in order to create the future of what can be. On this first day of spring, I will leave you with the beautiful words I have tried to live by since childhood. Robert Kennedy was a personal hero of mine. He said, “Some men see things as they are, and ask why. I dream of things that never were, and ask why not.”

Let’s dream of a better world together. Peace.

Published by cewheeler

Writer/Artist:12 years in China – univ. lecturer: writing,poetry,culture; editor – magazine/newspaper & actor. 40 years students of the Tao. Traveler. Father. Read my books at: amazon.com/author/wheelerce

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