The Alchemy of Murmuration and the Song of the Rose
Can a story hold more wisdom than a textbook? In this episode, Maria and Jim explore the difference between data and understanding, traveling from an ancient Irish forest where a heart of starlings heals a feud, to an Eastern European kingdom where a musician’s song breathes life into a rose. Join us on the Story Road to discover why our brains "sync up" when we share a tale.
The Chapters
- [00:00] Greetings Across Oceans: Maria and Jim reconnect from Cork to New York, setting a warm stage for a journey into the nature of ancestral wisdom.
- [00:39] Why Stories Hold Wisdom: A deep dive into the difference between transient intelligence and the "gut feeling" of wisdom that evolves as we age.
- [03:10] Shape Shifting Shared Tales: An exploration of how stories travel across borders, belonging to everyone while maintaining the unique "spice" of local culture.
- [04:37] Sean Nós Sheila: Sheila of the Ancient Ways: Maria introduces a Ban Feasa (wise woman) who heals the community with "singing water" and ancient melodies.
- [08:23] Dream Call of Grandmother Tree: Sheila responds to a prophetic dream from an ancient tree to save the forest from the rage of fighting farmers.
- [10:52] Feather Magic and Swan Flight: Through the power of focus and a single white feather, Sheila transforms into a swan to witness the conflict from above.
- [13:40] Starlings’ Heart Ends Conflict: Sheila leads a murmuration of starlings to form a heart in the sky, reminding the farmers they have "enough" and dissolving their rage.
- [18:02] The Musician and the Rose: Jim shares a Roma tale of a queen’s trial, a king’s rejection, and a daughter born as a rose who finds her humanity through unconditional love.
- [31:21] Looking for Wisdoms: The duo reflects on the power of unbidden love and why "having enough" is the ultimate mark of abundance.
- [32:22] Oral Storytelling and Neural Coupling: A fascinating look at the science of "neural coupling" and why telling a story from the heart physically synchronizes the teller and the listener.
- [37:40] How Sheila’s Story Was Born: Maria reveals the process of "story-making" passed down through generations, rooted in the sensory bounty of the Irish forest.
Key Takeaways
- Wisdom vs. Intelligence: Intelligence is the accepted data of the time; wisdom is the understanding that lives in the gut and changes meaning as we walk through life.
- The Power of "Enough": Conflict often stems from the fear of scarcity, but as seen in the starling murmuration, recognizing "enoughness" allows for peace and abundance.
- Connection vs. Collection: In a world of collecting things, the true nourishment comes from the deep emotional connection to the stories and objects we hold dear.
- The Science of Magic: "Neural Coupling" explains how our brains and guts physically synchronize during oral storytelling, creating a shared reality that goes beyond words.
Closing
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Transcript
Hello from Cork.
Jim:Hello from New York.
Maria:Is mise Máire, Seanchaí Corcaí.
Maria:It's Maria the Cork-based storyteller.
Jim:It's me, Jim here in Fayetteville, New York.
Maria:We can't wait to tell you a few stories.
Maria:Oh, you know, now I've been thinking about wisdoms, Jim and the wisdoms
Maria:that we have in stories that that can't come through books or through
Maria:any other way than by stories.
Maria:It's like stories hold wisdom.
Maria:What do you think about that?
Jim:You know, I absolutely agree because wisdom is not just a
Jim:simple lesson, it's a collection of values that we hold going forward.
Jim:Stories hold collections like that.
Jim:They don't just carry a, a single meaning.
Maria:So my grandmother also, we'd sit down and we'd have these really
Maria:deep conversations when I was a very young child and she said, you know,
Maria:Sometimes your brain can get in the way.
Maria:And what's intelligent today mightn't be intelligent in ten years' time.
Maria:And she gave me the example of everybody believing that the world was flat at
Maria:one stage and then through science, we know now that it's round, but it was
Maria:the accepted intelligence of the time, which is different from wisdom, you know?
Maria:So wisdom is more like what you feel in your gut rather
Maria:than a fact that's told you.
Jim:We used to talk about the difference between data, and knowledge,
Jim:and understanding and Yeah, wisdom.
Jim:Wisdom is the understanding.
Maria:Exactly.
Maria:Sometimes you can be told a story and it can mean this to you in
Maria:this moment, and then ten years later it can mean that to you.
Maria:And then ten years later, again, it can mean something
Maria:completely different, you know?
Jim:And in the moment we've, I know we've both had this experience, you're telling
Jim:a story to a group of people and they all hear something different coming out of it.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:You know, and I love those stories that you tell where the audience takes a
Maria:bit of ownership of it and you might say, oh, the woman wearing the yellow
Maria:dress in the green field, and they go, No, she was wearing a blue dress.
Maria:Remember?
Jim:I saw her myself.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:But it shows a really deep emotional connection to the story when that happens.
Maria:So I, I always see it as a, as a great thing and I have a giggle to
Maria:myself when that happens, you know?
Maria:Um, but I also love the shape-shifting nature of stories.
Maria:And we have found this, we've explored it in, in our previous
Maria:programs, where the same story can appear in different countries.
Maria:And you think that it's your story.
Jim:I might even know that it's my story, but it isn't.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:In your bones, you know it, you know, and that makes it your story.
Jim:Yeah, yeah.
Maria:You know, but it, but it, it can also, I suppose, belong to somebody else.
Maria:So wise stories can wear different dresses.
Jim:Yeah.
Maria:They don't really belong to anybody, but they
Maria:belong to everybody, you know.
Maria:And if you explore them in the right way, they can really connect us and they
Maria:can dissolve the differences between us.
Jim:Mm-hmm.
Jim:And they can dissolve the barriers between us.
Maria:Absolutely.
Maria:Right.
Maria:You know,
Jim:I don't wanna lose the differences.
Maria:Yes.
Maria:You know, because that's the spice, isn't it?
Maria:It's that's the salt and pepper of life, you know.
Maria:So, and I suppose I've been thinking about this because she, Sheila,
Maria:is in my mind at the moment.
Maria:And sometimes in tough situations, a story can make the unsayable sayable, so that
Maria:you can look at it together, you know?
Jim:Yes.
Maria:Yeah.
Jim:Well, might you have a story for us today?
Maria:I have indeed.
Maria:It's been haunting me at the edges of my consciousness, and now I think
Maria:I'll share it with you and maybe we come back to some of the wise, uh,
Maria:you know, indicators at the end of it.
Maria:Once upon a time, there was a forest, it was called the unknown forest.
Maria:It wanted it that way.
Maria:It needed it that way, because in that time, the children of the forest
Maria:were in danger in the presence of men.
Maria:But of course, there are exceptions.
Maria:And the exceptions were the mná feasa, the wise women.
Maria:One of these wise women who lived at the edge of the forest and was called
Maria:Sean Nós Sheila, Sheila of the old ways, Sheila of the ancient traditions,
Maria:when she was a Ban Feasa, a wise woman.
Maria:And as you would walk through the forest, you might come across her little
Maria:house and you'd look in the window.
Maria:You'd think to yourself, This is so small.
Maria:This is so tiny.
Maria:How can somebody live here?
Maria:But if you opened the door,
Maria:if you welcomed yourself into her little space where she had the warm fire with
Maria:the dancing flames, where she put always a kettle on top of the flames so that
Maria:the water was always singing or boiling.
Maria:You know that singing time just before the water boils.
Maria:And when you come in, she poured the singing water into a cup and you
Maria:might tell her why you were there.
Maria:You might say to her, oh, Sheila, I have pains in my bones.
Maria:My fingers are not working right, and I can't play the music for the dance.
Maria:And she might give you a tea with lavender in it.
Maria:Or nettle.
Maria:Or licorice.
Maria:She might massage her own heat into your bones to give you comfort and
Maria:to allow you to play your music.
Maria:Or you might come in and you might say, Sheila, I have busy brain today.
Maria:I can't stop making lists.
Maria:I can't remember.
Maria:Did I lock the door?
Maria:Did I leave the iron on?
Maria:What are my children up to?
Maria:Oh, what do I have to do for next week?
Maria:And she'd say, sit down there.
Maria:And she'd give you a blanket that she made herself, and it
Maria:might be made of wool or silk.
Maria:And as you sucked something warm and sweet from her cup,
Maria:she might sing you an old song:
Maria:[ singing in Irish
Maria:] and by the time she was at the end of the first sentence, you'd be sleeping away.
Maria:Your eyes might hop open and you might say, Sheila, did you leave me sleep?
Maria:And she'd say, Sure.
Maria:Isn't that why you came to see me?
Maria:And she'd give you a package of tea and she'd send you on your way.
Maria:Now Sheila knew how to listen to dreams and one night, in the middle of the
Maria:night, she woke up and she was sitting stark upright inside, in the bed.
Maria:She'd had a dream that the grandmother tree was calling her.
Maria:The grandmother tree is the first tree in the forest.
Maria:And as she grows, she throws her seeds out around her and her babies
Maria:begin to grow, and then new species come in, and they begin to lean
Maria:their heads towards one another, and a more mature forest comes about.
Maria:Over time, it becomes an ancient forest.
Maria:And this forest was an ancient forest, and grandmother had lived a very long,
Maria:long time and had a lot of wisdom.
Maria:And now she calls Seano Sheela to her in the middle of the night,
Maria:in the middle of her dreams.
Maria:Seano Sheela ran down the stairs putting her little cloak around
Maria:her shoulders in her bare feet.
Maria:And even though the stars were not shining that night, and even though the
Maria:moon was on her holidays, she didn't need to use her eyes, for the soles of
Maria:her feet knew every inch of that forest.
Maria:Finally, she came to the grandmother tree just as the dawn was beginning to break.
Maria:She leaned her head back against grandmother and
Maria:she began to fall to sleep.
Maria:Deep in that place that needs no language, grandmother let her know
Maria:that she was afraid for her children.
Maria:For the farmers who are fighting: the farmers are fighting!
Maria:Sheila, what will I do about that?
Maria:Sheila began to rise up through the layers of sleep until her eyes fluttered
Maria:open and then she thought to herself, Well, what am I going to do about that?
Maria:I don't know what to do about the fighting farmers.
Maria:And then she did what she did whenever she had a question that
Maria:she didn't know the answer to.
Maria:She allowed her eyes to become soft, to let the focus blur a little bit.
Maria:She allowed her eyes to wander along the landscape to see something
Maria:that didn't fit there, not quite.
Maria:And on top of a mucky hill, she saw a pristine white feather.
Maria:She picked that feather up and she pulled her fingers through it,
Maria:and as the fronds separated, every color you can imagine could be seen
Maria:between those fronds and some colors that have not yet been invented.
Maria:And she felt the change.
Maria:She felt her neck becoming longer.
Maria:She felt her shoulders going behind.
Maria:She felt her strong arms become strong wings as she transformed into a swan.
Maria:She took to the air high above the trees and she, as she looked at them,
Maria:she saw how the trees leaned into one another, but never took too much space.
Maria:It seemed as if they were whispering to one another as if they were
Maria:keeping one another company there is so much we can learn from trees.
Maria:And she flew to the edge of the forest where she saw them.
Maria:They're fighting farmers.
Maria:Their faces red with rage and they pointing at one another and at
Maria:the edge of the forest as much to say That is the next place that
Maria:we will clear the heaviness of it.
Maria:The heaviness of it pushed her down, down, down through the trees
Maria:until she was finally at the roots of grandmother tree once more.
Maria:What am I supposed to do about that?
Maria:She said, and she called and the voice of the wind and the wind
Maria:began to rise and began to play through the branches of the trees.
Maria:In it song she heard call the people, love the tease.
Maria:Call the people of the tea.
Maria:Of course.
Maria:All those people that she had nourished with a bounty from this forest.
Maria:So she sat in front of the tree and she allowed herself to make an intention.
Maria:When was the last time you made an intention?
Maria:And she began to call the people of the T in her mind.
Maria:You understand in her mind she said, if you are there and if you
Maria:are free, and if you can come to me, people of the t come to me.
Maria:And it didn't take long before the first arrived through
Maria:the, through the magical mist.
Maria:And that person said, Sheila, I had this strange dream and you told me to listen
Maria:to my dreams, so I'm here looking for you.
Maria:And then another one came, and another one and another one, until
Maria:they had a lovely group and she said to them, find a feather.
Maria:So they began to look.
Maria:All around.
Maria:Some people, they plucked the feather from the branch of the tree more.
Maria:They dug it from the muck and cleaned it down more from the back
Maria:of an animal or the beak of a bird.
Maria:And some people put out their hand and the feather floated into their hand
Maria:because that is the luck of some people.
Maria:And she said to them, pull your fingers through the feather.
Maria:And so they did.
Maria:And they felt the change,
Maria:the connection to the one in front, the connection to the one behind, to the
Maria:right, to the left, for they had become.
Maria:A mation of starlings they had, but one thought between them now as they
Maria:took to the sky up over the forest as they flew to where the fighting
Maria:farmers were, as they flew between the sun and the fighting farmers, and
Maria:the farmers looked up, wouldn't you?
Maria:Wouldn't you look up if you saw a shadow in the sky?
Maria:And as they looked up the birds, they took on the shape of a heart and as if they
Maria:had planned it at the very same second, they all beat their wings and that heart
Maria:into life right there in front of their eyes, right there in the sky.
Maria:And the farmers started smiling.
Maria:Wouldn't you?
Maria:Wouldn't you smile if you saw something like that?
Maria:And when they looked down, when they looked into one another's
Maria:eyes, they were still smiling.
Maria:They put down their tools, and they made an agreement to go home, for
Maria:they knew that they had enough.
Jim:Wonderful.
Jim:Wonderful.
Jim:They knew they had enough.
Jim:Hmm.
Jim:I think we've said between us before, yeah, that's one of the,
Jim:um, marks of abundance is that you have enough to give away.
Jim:Yeah.
Jim:Yes.
Jim:Yeah.
Jim:Yeah.
Maria:Yes, very true.
Maria:In my beautiful folklore and culture course with Shane Lehan, an amazing
Maria:man, we were talking about dolls.
Jim:Mm-hmm.
Maria:And when I was growing up, you'd have one precious doll, you know, and you
Maria:could put all your love into that doll.
Maria:And now kids, they have collections of things, but they don't
Maria:have the connection to things.
Jim:Connection to.
Maria:Yeah.
Jim:Connection instead of collection.
Jim:Right.
Jim:Exactly.
Jim:Right.
Maria:You know?
Jim:Right.
Jim:Well, I have a story.
Jim:What do you know?
Jim:Yay.
Jim:And um, this time it's not a Jewish story.
Jim:Uh, it's a story from the Roma people of Eastern Europe: the
Jim:other traveling travelers.
Jim:You know, as so often is the case in these stories, there was a king and a
Jim:queen, and they didn't have children, and so many stories start out this way.
Jim:One of the things I'm drawn to is, how did that make them feel?
Jim:And they each had a very different reaction.
Jim:The the king was disappointed.
Jim:I mean, he wanted an heir, which meant he wanted a son, and the queen was different.
Jim:The queen was sad because she wanted a child.
Jim:She didn't care about an heir.
Jim:She wanted a child.
Jim:But neither of them was happy.
Jim:and so of course things were miserable.
Jim:And the queen said, You know what?
Jim:I think I will find a way to take care of this.
Jim:And so what did she do?
Jim:She went to a wise old woman.
Jim:'Cause where else would you go?
Jim:And she found a woman who was living in the forest.
Jim:And this wise old woman looked at her and said, This is a challenge.
Jim:I can help, but let me tell you, you will never have a son.
Jim:I can help you have a daughter, but I can't help you have a son.
Jim:Well, that was fine for the queen.
Jim:That's exactly, you know, she just wanted a child.
Jim:And she said, Oh, I'll do it.
Jim:What?
Jim:What do I need to do?
Jim:Well, here was the prescription that she gave her.
Jim:She had to go out on the evening of Good Friday, in the middle of the
Jim:night, go into the cemetery and just before midnight, dig up the bone
Jim:of a hanged man and bring it home.
Jim:Then, on Easter Monday,
Jim:grind it into a powder.
Jim:Now, go and find a young girl who is exactly seven years, seven months,
Jim:seven weeks, and seven days old.
Jim:Mix that hair with the powder and boil it with some seeds of fresh apples in
Jim:a pot that hasn't been used before.
Jim:When it's all finally a porridge, eat it.
Jim:And then you can have a daughter.
Jim:Now, I have to say that is such a strange prescription.
Jim:And such a difficult one.
Jim:I mean, to have everything ready, you have to have a girl who has the hair
Jim:that is seven days old on Easter Monday.
Jim:I mean, you know, it's, but she made it happen.
Jim:And sure enough, she was pregnant and sure enough, the months sped
Jim:by, and sure enough she gave birth, but she gave birth to a rose.
Jim:Wasn't a baby girl, the beautiful rose, but it was a rose.
Jim:And as soon as it was delivered, it flew out of the window and it got
Jim:entangled in a rosebush that was growing up the side of the castle wall.
Jim:Well, everybody screamed, they called to the king.
Jim:And the king ran out into the garden and he got his servants and they were trying
Jim:to pull the rose out, but they couldn't.
Jim:And the king was furious, 'cause you know, he wanted a son and all
Jim:she gave him was a rose, and, and they couldn't even get rid of it.
Jim:He accused her of being a witch.
Jim:This was the last straw for him.
Jim:He said, get outta my country.
Jim:I don't wanna have anything to do with you.
Jim:I'll find someone else.
Jim:And so she was expelled.
Jim:Expelled from her labor bed immediately.
Jim:Well, she crept off into the garden.
Jim:She sat beneath the rose and she just cried.
Jim:She just cried.
Jim:Because now what did she have left?
Jim:And as she sat there crying,
Jim:she started to kiss the rose.
Jim:It was the last thing she had left.
Jim:And the rose spoke to her, and the rose said, you don't have to cry.
Jim:Everything's gonna be all right.
Jim:Drink a little drop from my calyx, the lower petals of me.
Jim:And if you drink just a sip of that, you'll always have all the
Jim:food and drink that you ever need.
Jim:You'll be taken care of for the rest of your life.
Jim:So she reached up and she took a sip and oh, it's amazing!
Jim:It not only let her know that she was gonna be taken care of body-wise,
Jim:you know, food and drink, but it started to nourish her soul too.
Jim:And she realized she didn't have to fear that she would be taken care of.
Jim:And so she, she left and she found her way back into that forest.
Jim:And you know what?
Jim:She found a cave.
Jim:A beautiful, spacious cave filled with crystals and gems, filled with
Jim:light, and there was a soft mossy place that she could lay down.
Jim:There was a brook running through it.
Jim:Wonderful things that were growing that she could eat.
Jim:Birds came and sang to her.
Jim:Other animals brought her other things to eat, and it turned into a good life.
Jim:The animals became her family, and she would sing with them and she would
Jim:dance with them, and flowers started to grow all around inside the cave.
Jim:And you know what?
Jim:She was happy, because she knew this had been a gift of her daughter, the rose.
Jim:Things continued there for quite a while.
Jim:I mean, she lost track of time, but of course they hadn't lost
Jim:track of time back in the kingdom.
Jim:The king was not happy.
Jim:And it as if it was a finger in his eye, the rose continued to grow
Jim:and become more and more beautiful.
Jim:And every season, even in the winter, it would blossom and bloom.
Jim:And when he ever, he came over to admire the rose, it would pull away from him.
Jim:Sometimes it would droop, it wouldn't let him touch it at all.
Jim:And now it was like.
Jim:I couldn't get a son, and I kind of had a daughter, but she won't I.
Jim:And he said, I'm going to get rid of you somehow.
Jim:And he started to try and have people cut it down, but it wouldn't work.
Jim:It wouldn't work.
Jim:And finally, in desperation, he said to the rose, why are
Jim:you treating me this way?
Jim:She spoke to him as you would speak to a young child, You sent my mother away.
Jim:What did you expect?
Jim:This is how you treat my mother.
Jim:This is how I treat you.
Jim:He realized that he really did.
Jim:He was really to blame here.
Jim:So
Jim:he said, I'll bring your mother back.
Jim:We'll make it all right.
Jim:So he sent people out to try and find her, and it took a long time, but word had kind
Jim:of spread about this amazing, beautiful woman living in a cave fed by the animals.
Jim:They found her and they promised her that the king felt badly for what he has
Jim:done and implored her to come back home.
Jim:And she did.
Jim:Because she wanted to see her daughter.
Jim:And so she, when she arrived at the home at the castle, that it
Jim:just, everything got brighter.
Jim:The rose, if it could have blossomed more, it would have,
Jim:it was just so happy to see her.
Jim:And the word spread throughout the kingdoms.
Jim:People would come and they would bring gifts and they would admire
Jim:this beautiful, beautiful rose.
Jim:But what was really in the king's heart was that it
Jim:should be a person, not a rose.
Jim:And he was ready for a daughter, but a rose?
Jim:It's still, ewww.
Jim:So the king sent out for sorcerers, good sorcerers, bad sorcerers.
Jim:Anybody who thought that they could transform this rose into a person,
Jim:but unsurprisingly, none of them.
Jim:Until one day, a wandering musician came to the courtyard.
Jim:And he saw the beautiful rose and he started to sing to it.
Jim:And the more he sang to it, the more it blossomed, and love grew in his
Jim:heart, and it grew in his music.
Jim:And he sang more and more beautiful music and songs to it until finally,
Jim:finally, the, the inner petals opened up.
Jim:There was a young girl!
Jim:And they kissed, and she said, If only someone had sung to me before
Jim:now, I would've come out much sooner.
Jim:Well, of course, everyone was thrilled to see the daughter there.
Jim:She stepped out of the rose.
Jim:She and the musician embraced, the king said, You can marry my daughter.
Jim:And so he became the prince, and the king got his son, sort of, he got his
Jim:heir, but more importantly, the beauty and the love of Rose, his daughter
Jim:and the musician filled the castle and filled the kingdom for years to come.
Maria:Oh, I love it so much!
Maria:And it reminds me of all of those stories that says, be careful what you wish for.
Maria:You know, or, you know, kind of just because you want it,
Maria:it mightn't be what you need.
Jim:Mm-hmm.
Maria:You know?
Maria:So, yeah.
Maria:Oh my God, that was so nice.
Maria:It reminds me of this fantastic, um, initiative I'm involved
Maria:in called Soul of Cities.
Maria:And they're looking at, um, how our stories are so important.
Maria:They're like a nourishment.
Maria:They are, aren't they, Jim?
Maria:Yeah.
Jim:They're our nourishment.
Jim:they're our history, they're our dreams for the future.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:There are fact and our mystery.
Jim:Yes, absolutely.
Maria:But this has been so nice.
Jim:Yeah, it has.
Jim:So as, as I look at these stories,
Jim:I'm wondering what kind of wisdoms we might pull from them and now
Jim:others will find their own, right?
Jim:Yeah.
Jim:I know for me in my story, one of the things that speaks to me
Jim:is the power of unbidden love.
Jim:He just loved the rose, the musician did.
Jim:And he expressed it with feeling, not with spells or demands or anything like that.
Jim:It was just unconditional love.
Jim:That's the word I'm looking for.
Jim:Yeah.
Maria:And that's his salvation.
Maria:It was his salvation that he followed his heart, you know?
Maria:It was almost the king's undoing that he didn't invest his heart, you know?
Maria:So, yeah.
Maria:Oh, I love that.
Maria:You know, uh, I, I also enjoyed listening to your story and
Maria:seeing your face in vital telling.
Maria:So it's, it's very important to be at the face of the storyteller,
Maria:you know, and to receive stories.
Maria:Yes.
Maria:It's so different than reading a story in a book.
Jim:Oh, entirely.
Jim:Entirely.
Jim:Yeah.
Jim:There's so something so special about spoken oral storytelling, and not just
Jim:read stories, you know, but told stories
Maria:Or told stories, you know.
Maria:And for me there's a huge nourishment in the listening and
Maria:also in the telling, you know.
Maria:So it's our first human art as, as we're kids, you know, before
Maria:we can use our hands, we're listening to how people say things.
Maria:And before we know language, we know tone.
Maria:We know that means, "Don't do it!" We know, "I love you.
Maria:I love you." We know those sounds as well.
Maria:You know, I have, I have a brand new grand niece and she coos to me.
Maria:You know, she's like, Ooh, when her, when I tell her beautiful things about herself.
Jim:That reminds me when I was starting my training in this kind of
Jim:storytelling, which was many years ago.
Jim:A lot of the classes were held over a phone, over a conference call.
Maria:Yeah.
Jim:And the way new students had to introduce themselves by sharing a story.
Jim:It was my turn, and I tell you, I had poured my heart into this story
Jim:I was gonna tell, and I really knew I wanted to get it right.
Jim:So I had written it down, you know, I was gonna ace this one.
Jim:And so, you know, nobody could see me, they could just hear my voice.
Jim:And I started to read the story I had written.
Jim:And I didn't finish the first sentence when my teacher said, You're
Jim:reading that story, aren't you?
Jim:And I said, Well, yeah!
Jim:And he said, Well, you're not here to learn to be a story reader.
Jim:You're here to be a storyteller.
Maria:Yeah.
Jim:So don't ever read a story again.
Jim:Not that you shouldn't read it, but don't tell a story by reading it.
Jim:Yeah.
Jim:And that was a huge challenge, 'cause I had been doing a lot of public speaking
Jim:and it was always, you know, oh, I was so proud of the words I had chosen.
Jim:Um, to, to give them all up and speak extemporaneously was a huge challenge.
Jim:But it opened up so many, so many doors.
Jim:So.
Maria:I know.
Maria:People would be saying, I'm so shy of public speaking, and I was in
Maria:Toastmasters for a long time, and I'm recently back to them, you know?
Maria:Um, and I've never had a written speech because I, I was brought up in an oral,
Maria:aural household, so, so lucky, you know?
Maria:Yes,
Jim:yes.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:But um, yeah, but there is a big difference.
Maria:And isn't it amazing that he could hear you reading even
Maria:though he could not see you!
Jim:In the first sentence?
Jim:In the first sentence?
Maria:Cause it's so, it's, it's such a different rhythm
Maria:when you are seeing something.
Maria:When you're seeing something in your mind's eye and you are telling
Maria:something of that to someone, you're putting that image in their mind.
Jim:You are absolutely.
Maria:It's like magic.
Maria:It's alchemy.
Maria:I dunno how it works, but I know it's very different than
Maria:if you are reading something.
Jim:And I'll just put this little thing at the end of that,
Jim:which is, we know how it works.
Jim:There's this thing called neural coupling.
Jim:And when two people are speaking to the each other,
Maria:yeah.
Jim:their brains start to synchronize.
Maria:Yeah.
Jim:And they synchronize about not just the words that are being spoken, but their
Jim:whole brain patterns start to synchronize.
Jim:And just like we said before, how stories contain more than
Jim:just one piece of wisdom, our brains contain all our knowledge.
Jim:Yeah, so that as we share our brain synchronies, we share more, more than
Jim:even the story gets getting shared.
Maria:Very true.
Maria:But our guts are also syncing up.
Maria:Absolutely.
Maria:I mean, if you hold a new baby, which I'm holding at the moment because of my
Maria:gorgeous grand niece, uh, Emily, you know?
Jim:Yeah.
Maria:When you hold their back into your belly, you can help them to digest.
Maria:It's amazing.
Maria:Yes.
Maria:You know?
Jim:Yes.
Maria:So, um, so when you are in deep story with somebody, it's your heart,
Maria:it's your mind, it's your emotions.
Maria:Yes.
Maria:It's your, it's everything.
Maria:It syncs up.
Maria:It's so amazing.
Jim:It's your scent.
Jim:It's everything.
Jim:Yes, yes, yes.
Maria:All of that, you know?
Maria:Oh, and I suppose with, with the story that I, that I told today, it, it came
Maria:from a system of story making that was handed onto me by my grandmother
Maria:and my great granny and my mom.
Maria:And it's, um, you know, kind of, you are walking and you walk at a
Maria:different pace when a story is coming.
Maria:And you might get an image here or an image there, then you might
Maria:start dreaming of the story.
Maria:And then the story can birth itself in its entirety, and that's what
Maria:happened with Channel Sheila.
Maria:You know, I was out with the Forestry School of Ireland and we were all in a
Maria:little bit of grief over the fact that we're losing the forests in Ireland and
Maria:that we need to do something about it.
Maria:Then they informed me that they were going to feed me from the forest.
Maria:And I was thinking, will the forest have enough food for all of us?
Maria:You know?
Maria:Um, and then at the end of the day, they made a beautiful soup and
Maria:they made a salad from the forest.
Maria:Mm. You know?
Jim:Mm-hmm.
Maria:And it was one of the most delicious meals I've ever had.
Maria:At the edge, and it was the bounty of the forest.
Maria:And then we started pulling threads.
Maria:And I said, who do you see?
Maria:And they say, we see a wise woman.
Maria:And, and Sheela came into my head, and now she became like an old friend.
Maria:And I could see every part of her face, the wrinkles around her eyes, the
Maria:color of her eyes, how tall she was.
Maria:She really walked into my consciousness.
Maria:I suppose that's a gift of story, but I believe that those three, those threads
Maria:wove themselves in to me through them.
Maria:And that's the gift of co-creation.
Jim:Yes.
Maria:You know?
Maria:We've talked about it earlier in this conversation as being a
Maria:meeting of mind and heart and, you know, the neural pathways, Yes.
Maria:And blah, blah, blah.
Jim:Yeah.
Maria:But I think it's more magic than that.
Jim:I think magic is absolutely real.
Jim:And if it is, then it will manifest its ways in all sorts
Jim:of other physical things.
Jim:The fact that our brains sync up doesn't mean it isn't magic.
Jim:It means that's the way the magic is working.
Jim:Yeah, yeah,
Maria:Absolutely, you know.
Maria:And I remember hearing one time in the many story roads that both of us have
Maria:been on, Jim, that, uh, Einstein said that magic was anything that worked that
Maria:we didn't have a scientific answer for.
Jim:And it's all about discovering more and, and more and more.
Jim:Yes.
Jim:Well, Maria, this has just been a, a delight again.
Maria:Brilliant.
Maria:Yes.
Maria:So it's been lovely being on the Story Road with you for another week, Jim.
Jim:For another week.
Jim:I'm really looking forward to our next encounter as well.
Jim:So we'll say goodbye for now.
Maria:Yeah.
Maria:And to teach you a small bit of the Irish, Slán go deo; Goodbye, for a small way.
Maria:Will we say goodbye from Cork?
Jim:And goodbye from New York, but only for a while because we'll be
Jim:back again with another episode.
Jim:Absolutely.
Maria:We can't wait to see you on the Story Road one more time, and from this
Maria:time till that be safe on the Story Road.
