Sunday, May 27, 2012

convenience

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5lZ9wciZQM Watch that video and continue to delve into my thoughts about happiness, storytelling, the importance of connections and the fact that everybody has a story that can ignite anything in anyone. I've always been the kind of person who's told stories, many many stories about people I know what happened to me or things I've seen or read, or made up. I tell stories, that's what I do to feel happy, I talk to myself in the shower, I dream everyday for most of the day about possibilities and travelling and lives, it's just the way I am. I am also a collector; I collect everything from rocks to playbills to ticket stubs to wristbands to old jewellry. I do not have the heart to stop, I just collect them. I used to collect things that I found, I still do I guess. There's this story I always tell about when I was little I had such an imagination that I used to have a string with beads on it that I used to wear as a necklace. In the car or at my parents' friends' houses I would take off that necklace and give each bead a voice, a character, and make a story out of it. It usually involved a court room or some sort of family situation, but everytime I finished playing I would shuffle the beads and start again. I tell that story because I believe that you don't need stimulation to be imaginative, you do not need a muse to continue to be meaningful and enjoy what you do, you just need the incentive, the motivation from within to actually do it. A woman told me today that she spent six weeks backpacking through Paris in steel toed boots with only one backpack and a lunchbox. She offered to lend me her backpack that she used for my abckpacking trip, and I thanked her for her kidnness. What stories does that bag hold do you think? It got me thinking, and I found the above video and just always feel so invigorated by travel stories, stories about people that are livening. It is amazing to me that everybody has something different in their heads. It is arbitrary to me that people do not think of that; why is it not unusual to anyone else that I am thinking something completely different from you right now? I am just so enthralled in everything to do with the psyche, the passion that people carry,dreams, goals. There is so much to think of in one moment, in one second, in one flash. I want to spend my life engulfed in other people's stories in order to maintain happiness within my own. WHEN I GROW UP I WANT TO BE HAPPY, AND BE WITH PEOPLE WHO WANT TO BE HAPPY, AND LISTEN AND TELL, AND ENJOY, AND HOLD HANDS AND HAVE AN IMPACT ON PEOPLE. If I can make one person make a positive decision by the things I know, the way I articulate the things that I say, by listening or holding their hands just when they need it, then I know that I don't need any money, or materials, a fancy house or even to travel that far. I would love those things, but I do not need much but my will to listen and give, take and radiate on. I want nothing but to have an affectionate effect on people, leave a legacy of hope and love and smiling.

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