I was researching the word storyteller the other day and found that We the Writers of Mother Earth are regarded as both raconteurs and fibbers and liars. Well, I was deeply offended! In fact, I consider each word I write to carry with it my intention to speak to the essence of its reader.
Words, in any language, can benefit or create fear or destroy. Storytellers on social media are fully engaged in a war of words that include their credentials to impart they are correct in whatever they print. Newspapers and magazines and mailings arrive in our mailboxes or on our doorsteps. These are to enlighten us on whom or what to vote for. What is best for us to eat or buy and where. Yet, not many flyers remind us to look at a cloud or stop to listen to our child’s laughter or call an elder parent or just take a breath.
Spirit is a word that means courage and character. Heart is a word that means spirit and empathy; kindness if you wish. I’ve wondered all my life, but more so in such tumultuous times, as to the true connection of the Spirit of the Heart. Spirit has many monikers that are attached to the human psyche. Heart is what beats to the rhythm of life. When either stop humankind are affected for all of time.
So I decided to combine these two words and name us SPIRITHEARTS…
Humankind, whether aware of it or not, are storytellers. In fact, our life story is not about our life, it is our life. Storytelling is a forever occurrence in the lifespan of humankind and even more so when those in our story depart this life. We oftentimes celebrate their story in the form of a eulogy or other traditions around the world.
By way of storytelling, a eulogy is a time that recalls the essence of a loved one. Each eulogy paints—sometimes in muted colors and other times bold— reflective memories held in a moment in a place in a time. Laughter and tears and smells and tastes that drift in the memory of those gathered to mourn. Eulogies allow us to speak on behalf of a voice silenced by mortality; soundless goodbyes for the SPIRITHEART of remembrance.
NEED: Honestly speaking we need health and to be valued because we live! On an emotional level we need love and touch and peace. On a practical level we need a roof over our head and friends and food and laughter.
WANT: The want segment of our essence I’ve come to know is the longer road with its curves and accidents meant to awaken us from the sleep of non-awareness.
I’ve traveled many roads and looking back realized I missed the signs warning me to turn around—trouble ahead!
But today I see it this way: The two-lane road we each negotiate is both Need and Want. Then again we can only traverse one road at a time in quest of fuel for our essence. So where might we find this fuel I speak of? Perhaps at “The Awareness Pump” of the choice we are just about to make.