the stories we tell

sometimes, it's really easy to get swept up in the current of life

to go the way of the crowd

to ride away on collective angst and anxiety

there is nothing wrong with doing it

surely, that it is human

but sometimes

i need to remember my story

who i am 

my call to life

people often think of "a call" as a religious vocation

and it is {in some circles}

but it  isn't just that

the word can be applied  to talk about other ways life

i could talk about the *deep confidence that 

come with rooting one's self in a way of life that 

meets the *hunger of the soul and of the world

but that something i am feel a bit amateur in conversing

about

all i know is we are part of an epic story

maybe many epic stories

and it matters

that i tell my stories

and that i hear yours

that i don't get so caught up in current events

that i forget that on the end of every action and reaction is a human

this is a hard way of life

i feel unprepared and unequipped to embody it

because it requires a restructuring of so many

narratives buried in the collective

unconscious about "us and them"

you and me

but if we don't challenge it to some extent

what is the alternative?

*Fredrick Buechner quote broken apart

*it's a berea event, so you that's ice tea, right?