Letter to Nancy Schildt

November 20, 2010

Nancy Schildt
First Unitarian Church of Honolulu

Dear Nancy;

One Sunday in October I somehow found myself not only inHawaiibut in the First Unitarian Church of Honolulu where a hot band was warming up of all things. Strange doings. Then, gradually, an almost empty building became filled with the warmth of humanity as a wonderful community came together. Then a vocal section got tuned up as well for goodness sakes. More and more warm folks filled the room. I didn’t feel like a stranger at all. I felt welcome. It felt like a fine place to be. I wondered if people were wondering about the goofy grin spread across my face. I felt so good I thought I might cry. Cry for happy.

All the visiting storytellers on Sunday felt that way. I know they did. You could feel it in their/our voices. We shared our stories with the pure joy of sharing. The way it should be. The way it was truly meant to be.

Afterwards, a young lady recently from Oregon came up to thank me. She said she had been debating whether or not to attend the Church for the first time that Sunday. She decided to come. And she was so glad she’d made that decision, she said . She was so happy to have shared that special occasion with everyone gathered there. She was overwhelmed, she said, at what had happened.

I told her that it was no great mystery. I told her it was pretty simple in fact.
“This,” I told her, “is exactly where you were meant to be today.”

And I realized while those words were rolling outta my mouth that the same was true for me. Right there in the First Unitarian Church of Honolulu was exactly where I was meant to be Sunday, October 17th 2010.

So I want to thank youNancy, and the whole congregation, for taking me in and sharing with me and allowing me to belong. What a magnificent gift.

Sincerely,
Jim Green

BIO

 

Jim in Alberta

Jim in Alberta

Jim Green is a celebrated storyteller, poet, writer, broadcaster, and entertainer who has been living in the Northwest Territories for more than forty years. He’s a gyrating old counter-culture buzzard with a keen wit, sharp tongue, twinkling eye, and an infectious sense of wonder at this life. From Fort Smith, NWT, Jim is a jack-of-all-trades; adventurer, survivor and consummate bullshooter. His performances have been called entertaining, provocative and just a tad outrageous.

About Jim

Jim Green is a celebrated storyteller, poet, writer, broadcaster, and entertainer who has been living in the Northwest Territories for more than forty years. He’s a gyrating old counter-culture buzzard with a keen wit, sharp tongue, twinkling eye, and an infectious sense of wonder at this life. From Fort Smith, NWT, Jim is a jack-of-all-trades; adventurer, survivor and consummate bullshooter. His performances have been called entertaining, provocative and just a tad outrageous.
After 40 years he’s got a deep sack of northern tales and adventures to draw from. He might tell you about springtime in the north when the snow melts, the ducks come back and the whole world is abloom with doggie flowers or about the time he pertnear got shot in Fort Providence or the time he was a hero on Great Slave Lake or the time he got an email from seven chickens or how he found out the difference between men and women at the town dump when he was just a kid; but then again, he might tell you sumpthing else entirely.
He’s performed his own material in every province and territory of Canada. (And we happen to know that last fall he had a four-island, 16 engagement gig in Hawaii; a tough assignment but somebody hadda do it.)