The story becomes what it is that we tell

Our life is our story. No one creates our own story but us. We tell it ourselves, others simply reflect that back to us.

I’ve never been good with plants.

I trip over four-leaf clovers.

This time of year is overwhelmingly busy.

I make time to relax and connect with loved ones each day.

She is chronically late.

I can tell that he consistently does small, intentional things to make my life better.

Are you defined by your adversities, or by overcoming them? Do you assign greater significance to what happens in your life, or to how you feel about it along the way? As Tara Schuster notes, are you a victim, or a Viking? I wonder, is there a middle way? (A viewer, perhaps?)

Oh I’m such an idiot.

I’m certainly not gonna let THAT happen again.

Well, that was a surprisel!

Did one of these jump out at you? Is that what you’d like your story to be — or not?

Create the story you wish it was, and that is what it then becomes. And now you are it. Also, that is what will be reflected back to you.

Our life is our story. We are the storyteller. What story are you creating?

How would you like it to be told?

Tell it that way.

If I dismiss the ordinary — waiting for the special, the exreme, the extraordinary to happen — I may just miss my life.

dani shapiro