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Stories, Choice and Power

"Power consists to a large extent in deciding what stories will be told."

-- Carolyn Heilbrun

Events happen. Then we make up stories about what happened. Alot more happens than gets remembered. And even out of what we remember, much of it is not deemed story-worthy. And in such a way so-called reality is created, history written. Herstory, too.

When Carolyn talks of power, though, she is mostly referring to the power of the press, the power that journalists and media executives have to decide which stories are newsworthy and which aren't. The Internet has helped level that playing field tremendously. Now, damn near every story, no matter how boring, mundane or self-aggrandizing gets told by somebody. Whether anyone finds them, reads them, or cares about them is, in and of itself, "another story."

What interests me, though, is not the press or bloggers or historians, but you.  What stories do you tell yourself and others about your own life? Let's give you the benefit of the doubt and say that you remember the facts. How do you structure them, combine them, spin them to weave them into a story? What do you choose to emphasize? What do you choose to downplay or leave out altogether? What titles do you give your stories, like when you say, "did I ever tell you the story about..."

In all spheres of life, power is simply the ability to choose. What do you choose to remember? What words do you choose to describe what you remember? What rhythm, tone, and theme do you bring to your stories? Who do you choose to share your stories with? Each choice is creative; each choice is powerful.

Lying in bed a little while ago I started thinking about a series of challenges that I've faced in my life. As I ran the stories through my head, I thought, I'm a survivor. These stories are about a survivor. And the term "survivor" brought a certain steely, triumphant, yet burdensome quality to the stories.

Then I thought, wait, these stories aren't about surviving, they're about seeking. I'm not the survivor, I'm the seeker. Immediately the tone of the stories changed from slogging through to being pulled forward, from overcoming to exploring. One word change and the meaning of this whole story cycle changed entirely.

The quality of your life is, to a large extent, made up of the stories you choose to tell, and how you choose to tell them. Everything that happens is merely raw material for your stories. In that way, you are the author of your own life. You have the power. You are a novelist and an historian, a myth-maker and a truth-teller, a poet and a reporter, all rolled into one. 

It's your life. Make it epic.

Hooray for a Senseless World!

"Deductions and inferences can be wrong. But they're not illicit; they're how history, at its best, makes sense of a senseless world."

-- Jill LePore. "President Tom's Cabin." New Yorker. 9/22/08
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Stop Making Sense was the name of a seminal Talking Heads album. And it's good advice, as well. Whether we're historians, or quantum physicists, psychologists, or garbage collectors, each time we deduce and infer, we are moving away from what is, and in so doing have removed ourselves from the realm of reality. In fact, sense-making has become such an automatic habit, a knee jerk cognitive reaction, that we don't even know we do it, and so we confuse our stories about reality with reality all the time!

What's the alternative? Let the senseless world be senseless. Quit making meaning. Stop trying to firm up the ever shifting sands of reality with your conceptual bulwarks. Perceive and breathe. Let intuitions bubble up to the surface of your psyche, but don't try to organize them into a nice bow-laden, pre-packaged Theory of Everything.

Reality is beautiful and messy and ever-changing. Whatever underlying principles, or implicit order there may be will only be found by observing reality more closely, letting it penetrate us more deeply, not by mental machinations, educated guessing, or grand theorizing.

Stories about reality are not reality, no matter how intricate, enthralling or well-crafted those stories may be. Face it: You don't know why most things happen the way they do. You don't know why most people do what they do. Hell, you don't even know why you do what you do!

So maybe, in a senseless world, "why?" is the wrong question. The answer to why is always a lie. A lie in that it is incomplete. A lie in that it is merely an interpretation based upon a small glimpse of one facet of the multi-faceted jewel of reality. Why supposedly gets at the meaning behind what happens, but really meaning is just a human made invention!

Today is a good day to stop making sense. Today is... That's all we know. Enjoy it!