Stories hold things together. They hold the mind together, bringing order and meaning to what’s often a chaotic mix of fleeting thoughts and ideas.

They hold information together, into a coherent series of bits that become more than just random factoids easily forgotten, but key elements of a scene, educational, inspirational or revelational that lodges itself in the memory.

In a sense, stories are the backbone of our lived experience. In a similar way, our own spines hold us up and keep our parts intact.

A strong spine keeps us alert, upright, and energized, just as does a powerful story. Is it a coincidence that the shape of a healthy spine, is the same shape as a vibrant story? I don’t think so.

They are fundamental patterns of mind and body, which find their reflection within a shared structure, foundation and fabric of soul.