Saturday, May 06, 2006

>>familiar stories<<

It is your choice.
It is your story.

Every inspiring story develops out of mundane details of simple day to day living. It’s not extravagance complexity or heroism that tell the story and miracle of life so much as it is the ordinary everyday moments that add up to something. The sound a humming bird makes when it hovers almost silently in front of a flower, the feel that the first drop of rain hitting your forehead makes after a hard day of rockclimbing, a word or phrase heard in an unknown song from an unknown source, an old friend emailing to say hi. These are the things life is made of; these are the ordinary translated into the extra-ordinary.

Of course every story has its own hidden and subversive story – the skeleton in the closet, the secret hopes, the deep wounds, embarrassing passion. Every beautiful narrative is coupled with risk victory and failure that, if unleashed, has potential to ruin or succeed even the wildest dreams.


Where are our stories?

Why do we chose to hide them?

Maybe because nobody is listening. Does it seem that maybe the only stories people are interested in are the ones that are about themselves? The great and lasting stories simply tell the same story over and over and over and over……again. These are the recognizable and deeply personal stories. These are the stories where we sense something significant is happening but are more caught in the story then in the significance. These are the great stories.

This is our story.


jeffro said...



so can i be honest.. the last line was very.. i've read this on the back of a novel or movie..
it made me smile.. cringe and say.. oh jer.. your a romantic at heart.

however.. i won't lie.. this has CAUGHT ... my atttention.

winnipeg is booming. im not sure whether this is still home or not.

love and peace dude.

Adamus Maximus said...

i have lots of stories, it's in the telling that i need work . . . and in the remembrance of hte stories themselves. it bothers me at times that i forget the goings on in my own life. it makes me go bah!

Boomer said...

Stories are a funny thing. If you sit and listen to the stories most people tell, it is like history of ancient civilizations where we project positive images of ourselves. I was a hero here, I have succeded and this is how. Where do we learn to tell stories like this? I think the stories I most identify with are those of struggle and through that struggle some lesson is extracted through the squeezing crushing? Such makes up the majority of life, and perhaps the real story. I've heard people say that you'll never learn anything in the good times. Feels like I've been learning a lot lately.


Jeremy Postal said...

Jef - I think your right...the last line is over the top cheesy. I regret writing it......what the heck was I thinking???

Good question/thought Boomer...
"Where do we learn to tell stories like this" I think part of it is the whole idea that people always remember 'the good old days'. Unfortunately, these seem to be pretty clouded stories/memories (ex. Israel in the desert remember Egypt) and people don't want to tell them. I often use the phrase 'remember well' >>> this doesn't mean 'remember the good things' but rather, 'have an acurate memory'.

"I've heard people say that you'll never learn anything in the good times. Feels like I've been learning a lot lately." You ok?


Chad said...

Why don't we remember well? Maybe like Jer said we don't think anyone is listening. Maybe we think our stories are uninteresting, as if there is nothing to tell of significance and so we don't keep track of them. Maybe we're waiting for the grandiose before we believe there is something to document and tell.
Maybe we're not watching other people's stories unfold and seeing the epic that is within the mundane.

Jamie said...

I like these thoughts. Remembering well is hard to do. Memories are fallible. Maybe that's why talking them out is good: it gives a type of accountability.

But I have to say -- it can be pretty cool when you forget where you've come from and something triggers your memory. BAM

Small world hey? What were you doing at York?

D&B said...

Some stories will never be remembered or preserved unless they are first told. I learned this again this past weekend listening to an aging parent, (Jeremy's grandma) tell their stories of struggle, surviving concentration camps in WW2 and then the challenges and fears of being new imigrants here in Canada. Some stories are locked inside peoples memories and will never be told unless they are first asked. What is amazing is how often we discover something new about ourselves in those stories. Some stories are just waiting to be told. They just need somebody to ask before its too late.


Jeremy Postal said...

Dad - I am looking forward to hearing some of those stories that grandma told you...Hope you're having fun in the 'Peg! Happy 30th anniversary btw!

Jaime - it was Tyndale, not York. Definitly a small world!

Esther said...

According to Psychologists we remember things based on cues that trigger our memory. Our memory also depends on the distinctiveness of the event we're trying to remember, if our mood is the same as when the event happened, if we're in the same context, and the strength of the emotional response the event evoked. Most people, after a certain period of time and disuse, depending on the event, will remember the event or story inaccurately but are still 100% confident that they have it right. That's the number one reason why innocent people have wrongfully been put in jail in Canada and the U.S. That kind of makes me wonder if most of the stories I hear or tell are even true. I'm not even sure if remembering something accurately for a long period of time is even possible. But then again do our stories need to be accurate if our version of it is what's meaningful to us?

jeffro said...


so hence.... personal fiction.

(that sounds like a great movie name.)


jeffro said...

hey jer.
i have a question... actually... a questions... for everyone..

check it out.

about ... the story of money?


Jeremy Postal said...

Esther - that certainly is an interesting point. The things we believe to be true are more important then what actually is true??

What about false memories....say for example....some kind of abuse. The abuse is a false memory (maybe even planted by someone) but it breaks up a family and puts an innocent father in jail? What is more important then? The significance of the memory (or false memory) or the truth of it?

Mark said...

Much of our memories have everythign to do with our perspective. Stories can be retold from another perspective and more truth can be discovered and maybe more accuratley a more redemptive light can be shed on even the darkest of stories.
Change your image[perspective] and you change your life. Image is everything.