Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor

I was asked to describe myself yesterday,

I said I am storyteller.

Everything I do begins

from a place of stories.

I am in the process of beginning,

becoming too, and stories, like metaphors are leading.

Then I proceeded to break and empty myself,

my dreams to strangers I was meeting for the first time.

Words came out hopeful, hungry, but hopeful for eyes which see oceans once trained for lagoons,

a heart too that knows we beat not for self but others.

I noted I would never have been in position to share anything this time last year,

but today I am learning that his grace is sufficient for me,

though I was so weak last year, he was strong.

I begin as a storyteller today, knowing that I am called to serve.

So have your way, as this story, this metaphor begins…