Here's a little animation from my new 'Tell Me How the Story Ends' series. Always and everywhere, stories have appeared to me (you, too?) and although I could have, in theory, written them myself, I was always a MUCH bigger fan of someone ELSE writing them. Ha.
Stories let us in, let us test things out, discover truths, resolve and repair and heal. Stories are our way of helping each other. I thought that, at the very least, I could record the idea.
That's what these are. I do wish I'd started with one or two of my favorite stories; I was a little afraid to make a total mess of them. That was probably a mistake, but ... I like mistakes. (Convenient, no?)
... the company of women whose laughter is so true, it sails and circles into a force that can lift us off our steel pedestals we thought were the only way to rise above ...
Yay. This is the last of my three test-them-and-figure-out-the-format cartoons. I thought April Fool's Day, with all its great silliness, was a good time to pop it up and so - here it is.
Blogs that are full of ideas and joy and playfulness are small miracles to me. Each one of them demonstrates the possibilities that each of us are invited to. And when others take the time to make it a conversation, it is undeniable magic. This animation is dedicated to you, a small thank you.
(And yes, it's another in the series of 'Tell Me How the Story Ends' ...)
At the very last minute, I was able to go to RISE. I had work, deadlines, things I could have sworn I couldn't possibly not do.
Something knew better than me. RISE was what I couldn't NOT do.
My gratitude is deep and big. I could write about it at length. Instead, I made an animation.
Thank you. With all my love, Cris