Life on hold?

I might become a farm/horse ranch owner, farmer and/or gardener and/or tiny house builder, next month – gulp!  In the mean time, I’m hanging out with my partners, farmers-to-be, my sister and her husband, in some hot mobile home in an unknown part of Oregon, on the Oregon trail. We are wondering what to do, from hour to hour, while we wait, and wait, for escrow to close or fail or ?

Today, I decided to do something: write you all, whoever you are.  I have not given up my ideas and ideals relating to my book projects: creating community through sharing stories, and education for all ages through multi-lingual and multi-cultural story telling.  If you would like to know more, look around my web site or scroll down and read more, and/or are interested in books/DVDs, write me.

Also, if you know how to be a farmer, write me and let me know.

And, since I don’t know how to be a farmer, invite me to present or give a book talk or a workshop – ASL or ASL storytelling for literacy or language learning – write me.  I know how to do that.

And, enjoy this day.  Don’t wait for life to happen.  Make more life.

End of May will launch June, Next Chapter?

I am voluntarily homeless again, floating, wondering, turning inward, and processing the many lessons of my Appalachian home of the last year.  The end of a chapter leads to the next chapter.  We may ask, “What lies ahead?”, but it is simpler and healthier, and much more effective, to begin reading the first page, and see where we are, one page at a time.

I need to retreat, before too much connection, especially cyberconnection.  In the mean time, you are welcome to scroll down for information on my book projects and story connections.  Write me, if you would like any book, DVD or some connection.  I am here, but less visible, with fewer words.

Stories, myths, legends: What Makes Us Human

We, humans, and, indeed, all of life, are interdependent – strands in a great web. We cannot achieve independence until we recognize our true Selves, the connected Self, as opposed to the little screaming, fear-driven, drama-loving little self, the ego.

Our stories, myths, legends and shared expressions connect us, remind us of connections and expand awareness of connection. We struggle to think of effective ways to turn not only to our friends, but those who distrust and dislike us, to recognize ourselves in everyone. Through our sharing and stories, through listening, we can connect, in spite of differences. We must, in order to grow more life on this planet.

We are our stories. Every language carries a collection of stories–a culture–a unique perspective. Storytelling’s power to connect people also teaches us about ourselves. We must work toward an inclusive society by bringing together stories from many languages, cultures, and through different senses and media. Our work is sharing and making new stories out of every person’s story, to complete our own story and ourselves.

Yes, and good story telling is not rushed. Good stories take time, not only in the making, but in the telling. Pauses are music in storytelling. Then there’s that “we” word. Rushing around is not a good state to be in, to be with people, to listen and learn new stories. Today let us practice avoiding that modern disease of dizzybizzy – moving too quickly and trying too hard to do too much. Recovery, reviving and re-creation involves slowing down, even stopping. If we pause and breathe, we invite more connection and life.

Today I am beginning a new life. Everyday we are given a new life. We can live more fully than yesterday, more connected, more ourselves with and through others, when we break from an old habit, an old thought, when we become independent of our conditioning and past. It is possible not to overeat, get drunk, ignore a friend or family member or zone out with a mouth-watering fantasy. Today, I will remind myself to be present, look people in the eye and listen, be conscious of my eating, drinking, talking, seeing, and this day will be richer each time I remember not to be a slave to immediate gratification. Today, I hope to enjoy a more independent me, free to grow more life.

If you would like to grow more life through more stories, scroll to previous posts for stories I could share with you. And, enjoy this day.

The Boy Who Cried Wolf/ A Man Without Words/ Annie’s Tales,…

Although I have stopped traveling (unless you give me an excellent reason to visit you), I still have books and DVDs for any who want to explore opening their minds and hearts by experiencing ASL story telling in ASLTales – The Boy Who Cried Wolf, the one I wrote, with Aesop’s help, and four others.  Many have learned quite a bit of ASL, others have learned English or reading or, for little tykes, identification of emotions and empathy (opening the heart).  Visual language can teach us hearing people a lot.  Gifts of books and dvds await you.  No obligation – gifts – and, if you want to join me in the gift economy, give a gift to continue the gift giving, helping to buy more and send more to new parents, students and teachers who might not be able to afford them otherwise.

A Man Without Words book or short documentary (DVD) is also available for those of us who could use an inspiring story of someone beating the odds.

The four other books from ASLTales: Annie’s Tales, The Princess and the Pea, Rapunzel and The Tortoise and the Hare.  Let me know what you want, how many, for whom (if a present) and if you want me to sign the ones I wrote.

Write me, through this web site (contact page, above)

or via old-fashioned SLOW mail (like slow food, slower living – try it)

1442A Walnut St.  139

Berkeley, CA 94709

August, Auspicious, Augural – Mid-year Reflection

Summer is on the march, and the sun is moving further south each day.  After intense work preparing for Without Words, the very end of July and beginning of August felt like a needed nap.  I’m not sure what just happened, but I seem to have awakened to the 9th of August.

This week, with eyes wide open, I will be taking inventory, reflecting on the first half of 2015, before moving forward.

Thank you-all who helped launch Without Words.  It was a great success, and will continue somewhere, somehow.  First, I will back-up to get a better view and a running start for the next jump.

Stay tuned for the next adventure life brings.  In the mean time, may you-all see augural signs for a bright or, at least, interesting time ahead.

When I emerge, again, hopefully, I will have news or musings to share.

Take time to take care.

For slowing down, before charging ahead,