You give me your words
And I weave them in
Beneath my skin
On the outside I look like me
A little bit of everyone
*such a special month of stories – only a few left to go. Every time I write up an interview, add photos and create, a shift occurs as I delve deep into someone else’s life.
I used to love fiction, I read so many books of fictional stories and enjoyed them. In the last decade I have begun reading biographies. I am inspired so much by the life of others and by their humanity.
We have the potential to be extraordinary – why do we choose to live so small?
Self doubt – it’s a killer but I’ve burnt mine now and the magazine is full steam ahead
Each week, I am handed excerpts of other lives and I have been blessed; many of the people share their heart unreservedly. Those are the best stories and there are so many this month.
If you asked me to choose a favourite I can’t – there is something in every single story I love and that shifts me and they are all completely different.
Can’t wait to share it at the end of the month – it’s like I’m choosing and buying presents for people I love and then get the anticipation of the giving
And that’s the best bit
15 thoughts on “Woven”
Exciting and rewarding times!
Absolutely Colin. 😊
So lovely, Kate! Can’t wait to read more! 😊
Thanks Katy! You’ll need a long cup of tea or several of them 😊
So exciting, beautiful Kate 😍
It is – amazing really I feel quite blessed.
You should feel that because you are ❤❤❤
Kate, I love “Woven”. About a year ago I had thought of blogging. “Weaver of Words” is what I wanted to be named. As a history buff I’ve been enthralled by biographies my entire life. From simple stories of simple lives, to stories of over-comers, and to the rich and complex stories of humanity. It’s in the stories of others I find the thread that weaves us all together. We bleed the same. I never thought MY story had merit. It bruises my soul when others are judged due to how their story is told by someone else. We’re on this journey together~I’ve learned from every human I’ve known. I’m a story of the places I’ve been, the people I have met, the kids that I taught~we’re ALL woven in that way. It just makes my heart smile. 💚
Yes! That’s it – we are all our stories what’s funny is that we can think we are one story but someone else sees something in us that we just can’t. Stories are so important because we think we are all separate but we resonate so easily with certain parts of another ..it’s fascinating.
I experience similar emotions when I research the lives and work of the poets I feature on my monthly poetry corner.
It’s like tuning into a common channel – quite extraordinary
Lovely poem! 🙂