The Power of Story in an Age of Consequence - The Center for ...
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Pass<strong>in</strong>g one <strong>an</strong>other on the street, our eyes might not have met long enough to see one<br />
<strong>an</strong>other’s hum<strong>an</strong>ity. But there on that patch <strong>of</strong> earth, what we had <strong>in</strong> common at that<br />
moment was pr<strong>of</strong>ound: it was the soil, that place, the love <strong>an</strong>d hope that Classie held <strong>for</strong><br />
us, <strong>an</strong>d the awareness that my own pulse beat <strong>in</strong> his throat.<br />
This is the soul <strong>of</strong> the l<strong>an</strong>d. It is also the soul <strong>of</strong> our country; the empathetic soul that I<br />
believe is there wait<strong>in</strong>g to be spoken to. This is the generosity, patience, respect <strong>an</strong>d<br />
<strong>in</strong>clusiveness that comes naturally to m<strong>an</strong>y Americ<strong>an</strong>s. You know these stories, too,<br />
because they are your stories.<br />
Your work c<strong>an</strong> br<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong>to people’s moral universe a renewed sense <strong>of</strong> fairness, belong<strong>in</strong>g,<br />
me<strong>an</strong><strong>in</strong>g, respect, joy <strong>an</strong>d love. I know this soul <strong>of</strong> America thrives.<br />
<strong>The</strong>re is, <strong>of</strong> course, <strong>an</strong>other soul to this country that is more <strong>of</strong>ten <strong>in</strong> our face. It’s the<br />
unfairness <strong>of</strong> toxic dumps <strong>in</strong> places where the people have less power <strong>an</strong>d control; it’s<br />
the exploitation <strong>of</strong> shav<strong>in</strong>g-<strong>of</strong>f mounta<strong>in</strong> tops <strong>for</strong> cheap energy; it’s the m<strong>an</strong>ia <strong>of</strong><br />
pollut<strong>in</strong>g our natural water systems while simult<strong>an</strong>eously creat<strong>in</strong>g expensive markets <strong>for</strong><br />
bottled water.<br />
Both <strong>of</strong> these souls <strong>of</strong> our country get played out on the l<strong>an</strong>d itself. Our sense <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>for</strong>bear<strong>an</strong>ce, respect, love <strong>of</strong> diversity, appreciation <strong>of</strong> beauty, our very nurtur<strong>an</strong>ce as a<br />
culture is represented <strong>in</strong> the national parks, healthy farms <strong>an</strong>d homesteads, sacred<br />
mounta<strong>in</strong>s, wildlife refuges, wild l<strong>an</strong>ds <strong>an</strong>d l<strong>an</strong>d trusts <strong>of</strong> our nation.<br />
Which story will prevail? Which story will our children come to know as their story <strong>of</strong><br />
America?<br />
<strong>The</strong> people <strong>of</strong> India who have been try<strong>in</strong>g to protect the Narmada River have a say<strong>in</strong>g<br />
that goes “You c<strong>an</strong> wake someone who is asleep, but you c<strong>an</strong> not wake someone who is<br />
pretend<strong>in</strong>g to be asleep.”<br />
Our stories must wake the people who are afraid <strong>an</strong>d pretend<strong>in</strong>g to be asleep, <strong>an</strong>d we c<strong>an</strong><br />
only do that through empathy, compassion <strong>an</strong>d love … not fear.<br />
My friend Mary Evelyn Tucker writes that “what we seek (today) is a me<strong>an</strong>s <strong>for</strong> walk<strong>in</strong>g<br />
the ridge between the evident destruction <strong>an</strong>d the emerg<strong>in</strong>g creativity <strong>of</strong> our times.”<br />
As they say <strong>in</strong> AA, “our best th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>g got us here.” I say let this be a time <strong>of</strong> great<br />
creativity, a time to give birth to new ideas, new relationships, new <strong>in</strong>stitutions. It is the<br />
occasion <strong>for</strong> each <strong>of</strong> us, <strong>in</strong> our own ways, to beg<strong>in</strong> a journey to a new place. <strong>The</strong> poet<br />
lariat <strong>of</strong> Alaska, John Ha<strong>in</strong>es, wrote, “Every journey beg<strong>in</strong>s with a place to start from <strong>an</strong>d<br />
someth<strong>in</strong>g to leave beh<strong>in</strong>d.” If your prefer Bob Dyl<strong>an</strong>, this is what he had to say on the<br />
matter: “Whoever isn’t busy be<strong>in</strong>g born is busy dy<strong>in</strong>g.”<br />
©Peter Forbes<br />
<strong>Center</strong> <strong>for</strong> Whole Communities<br />
www.wholecommunities.org<br />
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