I love that storytelling, most of the time, still proves that there is some order and good on this Spa Planet: Earth. With our true nature usually buried deep down, hearing compassionate acts and tales of rising above the animalistic nature inspires, motivate, transform, and even heal. That's why if you give me a moment, I'll give you a reel.
I love pulling stories from the collective creative pool. Mostly, I love sharing the experience of initiation which I received initially. I dare not think that everyone must swim in the depth that I dive into, but I believe that all do and can swim in the same community pool with me. I say community because we've all contributed to the pool of imagination I use. It's like those free phones they give out. Everyone could get one if they like, especially since everyone who has a phone- land line or cellular- has paid into the collective having a phone made available to them. It is an entitlement, a good one. I am aware of the responsibility that I and other mythologists have. That is something that I'm still growing into, though. I never thought about the emotional impact my writings have on people before it was pointed out to me. When I started writing, I wrote for self. I cared nothing of structure, expectations, or topic selection even. But then someone told me that there is a difference between a servant and a consumer, even in the field of writing. A consumer takes, takes, takes and rarely gives anything in return besides a thank you. A servant gives, gives, gives and receive only to give some more. A servant knows the power of exchange; and even when they are receiving, they do so in service to their provider. Consumers appear to contribute things as requested of them, but they lack true generosity at heart, because they always have expectations attached to their giving and their receiving. There is noting wrong with the consumerism, which is why it's here; but I want to be a servant. This is why I can say, give me your ear. I will tell you who you are, based on what you tell me you are. I hold no tricks up my sleeves and only reflect what I hear in an imaginative, concentrated, verbal experience. I give the experience of Self. You may not think I did when you first hear me, but with time you'll turn back into the silk spinning spider. Then we can talk in all honesty being the immortals that we are in eternity. Thanks for Listening! Sabrina Louise Andielle Crow Crew
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