From The Storyteller
November 6, 2017, Amazon
The river, not the internet shopping giant. Rivers come in all shapes and sizes. There are big ones, like the Amazon, and rivers like the ones in Texas - pretty small and sometimes dry. Until a few years ago I thought a river was the water. Flash - the water that flows is not the river. A river is defined by its container - the land that holds the water is the river. Wow!
Living things are like that also. A tree is a wooden container for the living thing that makes it grow. When a tree dies the wood is still there, the living thing is not. Your favorite pet’s body is a container for its life force. You love your pet even when its container grows old. When it dies the remains are there, but the pet that experienced your love - is gone.
This container thing has led me to think about people. Our physical bodies are the containers for our life force. Containers are necessary, however it is the life force within us that makes each of us special. The person who takes my order at Starbucks is doing a job. They are unique. There is no one else in the world like them. By recognizing them as a person and simply asking about their day, a routine transaction can be changed into a connection between two humans.
For the past several years I’ve worked at making this connection with every person I encounter. The result – I’ve encountered interesting people everywhere. These amazing people range from a physician who loves acting in musicals to my bug guy who raises trophy pigs to show at stock shows across Texas. It has made my life richer.
I suggest you try it.
Moral – While containers are necessary, the spice is inside.