BierKeller Stories | Munich | Germany
We joined a group of fellow travellers from Ireland, England, Scotland and the USA. Drinking in a roudy Munich BierKeller. in a Winter’s Germany. After I explained that I collect stories and the authentic reasons why, the conversations quickly turned to the sharing of our stories, our passions, dreams and fears.
Although we all came from different walks of life ranging from high ranking professionals to me in my threadbare jeans, it is story that levelled us as equals. I find this a lot, the magic that story sharing and telling has on ending labels, judgements, misconceptions and stereotypes. There is something quite magical that stirs in the heart when we know someone is giving to us a bit of themselves. It changes you, it adds something to you, to everyone involved.
Now, whether it is just a fluke or wether on some unconscious level the archetypes of German history are playing out on the night our stories turn to conversations about our hometowns, our countries and what we would love to change. Put eight people with alcohol in a Munich Bierkeller and you get politics of change.
We came from worlds quite different and yet one thing became very clear. Despite our seemingly amazingly digital instant world of communication, of social media and virtual anything, most of us feel, well, invisible and unheard. This applies on a personal or more social and political level to. We all felt our governments, councillors, local authorities, doctors, childrens teachers, employers. in fact everybody isnt really listening, properly, to anybody anymore.
Its more than just not listening, there is a sense of being alone today and I think it is deeper than not being heard. Its actually about not feeling known. For a moment just think about it. When was the last time you ever listened to yourself, your heart, your feelings, your dreams? Who really knows themselves let alone their children, friends, communities and more?
Yes the digital age is savy and i love technology so much but the fast paste, almost crack fueled social media age is like an addict in a drugs race. More, More More and even then that isn't enough, post this, post that, fast quick, get the likes, it's a very one layer superficial story telling age.
Savvy digital gurus tell us that content is king yet there is very little real depth story in what floods the internet these days. We think we are getting content and good story but the reality is we are just getting a really clever marketing campaign, spam on steroids.
Being authentic, honest and true has been eroded not just in the virtual world of the internet but within our communities to. In the world of instant connection we are more lonely than ever before because I believe, that the art of authentic storytelling has been mostly ignored.