A Story to be told …

Hi all, I hope your all well, I’m not going to be posting around my normal subject area today, something a little different. See something happened when I was on a train journey recently and I engaged in a conversation in which everything I said was pretty much made up. We always talk to people we know on a regular basis, right? And the people we talk to will know whether we are telling the truth or not, so if for example, something amazing happened at work, you’d want to tell the event in the most extraordinary over the top way, possible. Why do we do that? Just so we can have that little bit of extra attention? Or is it something that we want to happen deep down in that situation but we didn’t have the courage to be able to do so, so we all exaggerate. Make the tale ten times more fascinating than what it is.

However the people we all talk to on a daily basis, know us too well and realise when something doesn’t sound like us and instantly won’t believe the height of the story/event/news were about to tell. But what if we come across someone that knows absolutely nothing about us? Where everything we say whether it’s a lie or whether it’s exaggerated, they can’t judge because they do not know us.

On this train journey, I came across a young man who was half English and half Chinese, the train was full and this young man happened to sit next to me. We sat in silence for a while, me not being the kind of person to indulge in full conversation with people that I will only be sitting next to for 45 minutes. Then he spoke, he asked where I was going and from that point on we just started talking and the funny thing is when he was asking me questions I felt this strange urge in me that spoke out and said ‘ wait a minute, this is a complete stranger, that I will most likely never see again. I can tell him pretty much anything’.

My real desires, of what I wanted to be doing, where I wanted to live, where I’ve wanted to travel etc all came out of my mouth rather than reality itself. Whilst I was sharing my ‘ideal yet unreal’ stories, this young man, whose name I didn’t even manage to find out, believed everything. The more he started to believe me and engage in the conversation the more I felt the urge to keep the stories coming. The stories which were things I want to achieve but in reality had not done so.

The fact that this young man believed me and took an interest gave me this hope, this silent hope that if he managed to believe what I was saying and probably saw the fire and passion in my eyes whilst talking about such things, then why is not possible for me to make these things happen. Whether they sound ridiculous or not, why can’t my life story be the story that I told this man?

Sometimes we surround ourselves around people that know everything about us, our passions, our failures and our goals and yes these people will surely love us and want what’s best for us. But at the end of the day there is always something that we want to achieve or we desire or we eventually hope to be, but we keep this within, too scared to share afraid of the reaction. Yet to me talking to this stranger about my hopes and dreams and managing to convince him that it was real and convince myself that anything is possible.

We can all be afraid of people that love us rejecting our ideas of what we hope to be, judging us or even those that support us may not fully understand you completely or be on the same wavelength. But that does not mean it is not possible. Just like the story of what I want to be, what I want to achieve that I shared with this young man, you can easily tell yourself your story over and over again until the day that it all becomes real and not just a ‘story’ anymore.

 

 

“Keep your dreams alive. Understand to achieve anything requires faith and belief in yourself, vision, hard work, determination, and dedication. Remember all things are possible for those who believe.”
— Gail Devers (American athlete)

 

Much Love

S.xxx