Each of us is a story. Yes, we have our stories; they are elements of the narrative that is our lives. And in our living, we each become a story in the great work of All, of Everything and Foreverness. Each day holds the possibility of new adventure, although most will be simple exposition, merely moving the plot forward. Nevertheless, without our stories, there is nothing: the entire Universe and Everything in it exists only because we speak of it, and we tell it as a story. As we move throughout our days, may we take time to recognize this cosmic narrative, and imagine the happiest and most exciting stories possible. For holy story-telling we give thanks. Blessed Be, and Amen.
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