We are all filled to the brim with stories: our stories shaping us daily, moving us on and through and sometimes beyond today in the most extraordinary and unexpected ways.
All our stories are different. They are unique and incredible. They sometimes astound us, surprise and thrill us, but the one thing that is guaranteed is that they are always interesting.
We may choose to keep our stories inside or can breath new energy into them by choosing to share them.
Stories can be told in many ways: in verse . . in song . . in art . . in words . . in pictures.
They can be whispered. Some are spoken so softly they are barely audible. Others must be shouted from the rooftops, applauded and celebrated.
Our stories are big. Our stories are small. They are about yesterday, they are about tomorrow and today we are living our stories.
Sometimes they are dark. Other times they are bright and shiny. Their colours and shades reflect us at that moment – when we share with a friend, put pen to paper . . tap a keyboard . . press the shutter . . pick up a paintbrush.
When we blog we share our stories: our uniqueness.
We exchange, we read, we look, we listen and discover.
I came to blogging recently. Being here is part of my story: a desire to share my story. Blogging is part of your story too.
I find I am drawn to words and pictures which blend to bring your stories alive. If images are not part of the story, even the little box that is your gravatar colours the story with your hand.