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believe in the possibility - dream

It starts with the lap top, the voice of a girl and the rain. It begins with no distraction, a desk, a window, and ends up following the distraction of imagination. It beats down like the water from the boats travelling in the sky and cuts up the clouds.

The memory rains down and says, ‘they will give you a red typewriter and you will never stop writing. You are the girl with the red smiley stories.’ It says ‘Your life was a fairytale,’ to which you say, ‘I don’t know what you mean. How can that be so?’

Yet, looking back you see, the witches, the fairies, the birth of a dragon from the rainforest and you know there is a fairytale to be told. You still resist and in contempt fire back: ‘I haven’t done anything heroic, I haven’t survived a tragedy, climbed a super tall mountain, become a movie star, who would want to read my stories.’

‘Look again,’ says the memory rain. Now you see it, the mother who lets go of her children to send them out into the world with a shell song, the sister who hears messages from the soul garden as the Willy Wagtail comes to visit, the mother who must make sense of death and recover from an attempted home invasion, and a woman who has left the South to live in the North and in her attempt to leave is haunted by ghosts from the north who hide in her boot.

You can hear story ghosts singing out in the cane, smell pumpkin pie, transform rusty tin into gold coins- because you are a storyteller’s Godmother, you are memory and imagination dancing hand, in hand with constant change.

People can change, can transform, can write everyday just like breathing and they can change what they understand the past as I cannot cry for what I cannot predict, rather I hope for what I dream into being.
Is this your real life, or your past re-imagined- is it fiction, faction, myth or fantasy? Is this a dream from which the story is woken? Now you are off to be a ‘story catcher’ as Christina Baldwin describes.
It ends with the lap top, the woman, the rain and the opening of tub after tub of honey full of story.

believe in the possibility - dream

Image: believe in the possibility dream – by gumbootspearlz
(c) June Perkins all rights reserved —Excerpt from Work in progress Island Rock Girl

More of June’s work is at Unity’s garden

Written by June

July 16, 2009 at 1:59 am

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  1. i am so glad she found her way. Fran

    cronelogical

    July 16, 2009 at 2:12 am

  2. What can I say- I can relate
    😉

    Anita Marie

    July 16, 2009 at 4:06 am

  3. What an incredibly original beginning. But then again, June, that’s you…an incredible original woman.

    Sally

    July 16, 2009 at 4:09 am

  4. Wonderful beginning…such imagination!

    Vi

    woodnymph

    July 16, 2009 at 2:40 pm

  5. This really is lovely and so easy to relate to for me. I always feel that my best writing is a collaboration between my heart, my mind, and my soul..I can always “feel” the depths from which it came. Your writing speaks to me in that way – I feel like I can truly imagine the depths from which it came too. Can’t wait to read more.

    cydlee61

    July 16, 2009 at 5:43 pm

  6. I really like this piece Jill. It extends our discussion about faction/fiction in a really poetic way.
    There’s food for thought here. The idea of being a story catcher is great.

    almurta

    July 16, 2009 at 10:11 pm

  7. thanks everyone for your feedback I do feel writing is connecting heart, mind and soul – and its helpful to hear that came across to some readers, Christina Baldwin’s story catcher is a very interesting book I reccomend it to anyone going looking for stories in life, –off to look at some prompts today.

    pearlz

    July 16, 2009 at 11:48 pm

  8. the picture so captures your writing, and both make us want to wander down that path with the girl so as to see what she sees.

    thalia

    July 18, 2009 at 2:36 pm

  9. I love the picture so much. It really drew me in. Your writing is beautiful and I too think it is a fantastic beginning and makes me want to know lots more.

    I have Story Catcher, but have n ot read it yet. I will have to get it out and take a look.

    Sarah Joyce Bryant

    July 18, 2009 at 7:18 pm

  10. I have to say something that was already said–I can relate, all too well.
    Thank you for putting it into words and nudging me closer to my own rains and ghosts.

    Tabitha

    July 22, 2009 at 6:25 pm


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