History is what scholars and conquerors say happened; story is what it was like to live on the ground.
Story is the mother of us all, for we become who we say we are.
We cannot think without language, we cannot process experience without story.
Our desires teach us who we are and who we want to become. Our desires shape our stories.
We make our lives bigger or smaller, more expansive or more limited, according to the interpretation of life that is our story.
In the midst of overwhelming noise and distraction, the voice of story is calling us to remember our true selves.
Words are how we think; stories are how we link.