We have told each other stories for as long as there has been an ‘us’ to tell stories and to listen. We create the greatest of all gods and the meanest of all foes and all are derived from what we know and what our sense tell us. And then we bind oursleves to the stories because we grow up with them and in childhood we don’t just love stories but we learn from them.
Yet it is the subliminal things we don’t always think about that tell us the most. For the stories tell us how to think – and bind us to traditions started when people really did think there were little people in the world, that the noises from caverns were dwarfs mining, that when you didn’t have an explation for something happening you could assign it to a fairy or a god and that was the entirety of the explanation needed.
These stories today are fables, loved by children and told by everyone. But they do compel us to believe in the story as a means of imparting ‘truth’. That can be the most dangerous thing we ever leearn.
Today we believe thse stroies to be part of the divine story of creation and the univesre. To be a terasure that imbues us with conifence because it id as ongdt our childhood recollections.