I believe a great storyteller is one who captures the spirit of the mundane and turns it into something recognizable. Such a story serves as a reminder to pause and to pay closer attention to the small things. It rekindles my appreciation for experiencing the world as it is.
The spirit of our time is one of constant movement. Now that I am forced to stand still, can I realize that the extraordinary is not elsewhere, but in what is close to me? And by giving space to this stillness, I receive the freedom to enjoy the mundane in my life.
I often forget to take note of what daily life is like. I allow small memories to fade and only hold on to a dry account of life-changing moments. I will remember this bizarre time, but will I remember the feelings that came with it? How the lack of movement affected me? And what my days were like in this time?
When we start to move again, we run the risk of forgetting what this time bestowed on us. Our account of our experiences might be limited to “a virus spread among us, people died, and we were asked to stay in.” Instead, ask yourself: “What beauty is in my life right now?” Take note of it and share it with the world. At heart, we are all great storytellers.