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Stories abound.  They are everywhere.  Some stories are massive and glorious like a monument, a structure of marble and stained glass.  Some are humble and simple like a puff of cloud or a puddle of water.  And some stories–most perhaps–are somewhere in between, small, but complex, more than first meets the eye…like a feather.

Everyone has stories.  Here, I will tell you some of mine.

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The Nimasterion

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“Okay, okay, so the story goes, this king sent his daughter over the sea to a distant land to secure an alliance with a country that was formerly their enemy.  And with her, he sent gifts and such.”

“A dowry?”

“Yeah, I guess.  I don’t know if these people did dowries.  Anyway, the gifts included the usual stuff you’d expect, precious metals and precious stones, coins, and jewels.  And the one big gift, the real gift, you might say.  A crown made for the prince, and set with a very special one-of-a-kind jewel.  A jewel that was sent by the heavens.  A jewel that could shine without sunlight.  But this king had angered the gods, so they ordered the sea fairies to destroy the ship and drown the king’s daughter—“ Continue reading

The Everyday God Who Wished To Sleep

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A tale was once told among the ancestors of the people who live at the base of the great mountain to the north, from which a waterfall plummets into a river that winds across the land.  The people who now live in that rich and lovely place still remember the tale of how and why their ancestors’ hearts once grew still and frigid.  And they still remember what part the everyday gods played in the tale.

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A Tale of Nine Lemons

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The couple had thirteen children by the time they were finished siring.  One by one, as each child came of age, they were sent out into the world to seek their fortunes and their purposes for themselves.  To each child their parents gave one gift to help them on their way.  And upon receiving their gifts, each child proclaimed their grand aims. Continue reading

A Most Discourteous Interview

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I was nervous.  Okay…yes, obviously.  Obviously I was nervous.  This one, I really, really wanted.  Based on the description.  Field investigation and research.  Constant travel, mostly domestic, but some international travel might be required.  Opportunities to advance, to earn further education, to earn money.  But best of all, I would not be able to talk about the details of my work—with rare exception—with anyone outside of the organization.  No details meant no criticism from my…beloved family.  But you can’t always be sure from just a description.  I tried not to get too excited. Continue reading