Each one of us has a little story—and the issue becomes, what is our little story? What story would you tell, that would be your story? You, being alive on the face of this earth—I know, in one way, it is the most mundane thing to you. You’re alive. “So, big deal.”
What keeps you alive? Do you have any idea? This breath coming in and going out is an incredible miracle that takes place, right under your nose! A little air, (everywhere, but you don’t see it), comes into you, brings you something. Leaves—gone! Comes again, comes again, comes again.
How did your life begin? With the first breath coming in. How will your life end? With the last breath going out. Not coming in—out. In between it coming in, and going out, there is a story. There’s a story.
Today, I was watching this boat race going on. So I pulled out my camera, tsuk-tsuk-tsuk-tsuk, tsuk-tsuk-tsuk-tsuk…. And, I’m taking these pictures, you know? They were nice—nice pictures.
And there’s a story! “Somebody won; somebody loses; somebody this, somebody that, somebody tries hard.” Two boats had to pull aside, because they dropped out of the race; maybe they had problems—there’s a story!