Lisbon Life 2014 |
The locations on the map had names like; the islands, the ferns, happy hippie hideout, typewriter fort, motorcycle jumps, stoners' camp, the VW, the dump, the white house, attack dogs and the secret trail. Each location contains a library of stories.
Without the map, my memories would be disconnected and faded. The map ties them together into a story with a timeline, location and story collection in a way that a blank piece of paper would not. Maps of the world are similar. Seeing thin inked borders outlined on a map do not elicit a powerful response from my senses or emotions. They remain lines on paper surrounding unexplored territory. Empty spaces call out to me.
Traveling, adventuring and experiencing fill in the blanks between the borders. These activities are the work of collectors. Collectors of memories, faces, smiles, conversations, coffee shops, pubs, cigarette smoke, buildings, music, cobblestone alleys, insights, comforts and discomforts.
Lisbon 2014 |
As often as possible, Shawna and I look for empty spaces between the lines, and feel the urge to populate the spaces with a new story to add to our collection.
I remember sitting with Shawna a few years ago and looking at a map of the USA. There were many empty spaces on our geographical mind map. The great state of Maine appeared blank. We had indirect impressions, but our personal mind maps were blank. They contained no stories. We solved that. The outline of Maine is now packed floor to ceiling with memories and stories.
My USA Travels |
Last week Shawna and I attended Donald Miller's Storyline conference. It was insightful, motivating, inspirational and informative. We learned that we all live a story worth telling, but rarely do we share it. The vast majority of us will take our stories to the grave. To me that is a monumental tragedy.
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