Author: clfuu

 “Human beings love stories because they safely show us beginnings, middles and ends.”
—A. S. Byatt

What part of your own story do you really wish that you could safely see?

Does it seem odd that the word we use for graduation, finishing a program of study, is commencement, which means beginning? It would be nice if finishing one thing meant that you were automatically ready for the next, but life doesn’t necessarily work that way.

When have you found yourself finished with one thing before you were prepared to embark on whatever would replace it?

In a rush and a flutter, a flock of birds rises all together, filling the sky. Sometimes you can tell that they were startled into flight, but other times it seems that they just all decided as a group that it was time to take flight.

When have you undertaken something new as a group effort? How did you know the time was ripe to begin?

Is there anything in the world more intimidating than a blank page (or computer screen)? Infinite possibility rests in those empty spaces, which means that we must choose from infinite possibilities in order to begin.

What would you offer as just the first line of a story, poem or song?

“From the end spring new beginnings.”
—Pliny the Elder

How has an ending offered you a new beginning?