The Stone Within Us…

Dear Reader:

Isn’t it a tingly feeling to think that the same Creator Who did create the mountains, oceans, and stars also thought that “the world needed one of us too” in it?

A statement like that makes us feel no longer  like one of the masses of humanity when we think about this unbelievable gift…there is no more comparing ourselves to others but simply concentrating on what God sees as our personal unique talent… that only we can bring, not just to our daily life…but  pass on to others.

The  Ya’s have recently talked about these types of observations as we cheer each other on through tough medical procedures, waiting games, and life style adjustments. It is through our struggles that we all have become stronger women.


We are not the same 18 year-old women with pie-in-the sky dreams that never pertained to who we really were deep down inside. *Accumulating this type of inner wisdom is a process that takes a lifetime.

I love this quote so much I wrote it down and put it in my purse so I could keep it close to me and never forget it.

She couldn’t change who she was, and she no longer wanted to, even if she could.

She knew that who you are is a stone set deep inside you. You can spend all your life trying the dig the stone out, or you can build around it. Your choice.”

It has been in just the past few years that I have finally “gotten it”…life I mean. Don’t we have a tendency to weigh ourselves down (like a big stone inside of us) with mis-givings, self-doubt and feelings of inadequacy?

Instead of asking ourselves the most important question concerning who we really are…What makes us passionate, happy, content while allowing us to help others along the way? When we can answer that…we know who we really are.

I am a storyteller. My way of dispersing stories that run through my head (constantly day and night) is to write...writing is my mode of sharing and it is also my passion.

The visual below sums who I am up… completely.

My life runs on stories…they are my breath of life and how I see life…as a series of stories, like stepping stones, bringing me closer to my Creator.

The other day Jeff, our pastor, said this past Christmas Eve story was his favorite so far. (Jeff had been a middle school teacher before he changed callings.) I thanked him and told him it was special to me too…as a retired teacher.

His remark made me think, however…maybe one day God will look at me  and say, “Becky, that was MY favorite story”...time to come on home.

So until tomorrow…Remember that it is not who we are that holds us back…it is who we think we are not.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

Yesterday was an unusually warm day…perfect for sunning on the back deck…to the point I fell asleep and awoke to storm clouds gathering…but still pockets of yellow lights (like little winks shining through) made the skies beautiful. Another great canvas God!








About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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2 Responses to The Stone Within Us…

  1. Rachel Edwards says:

    Oh and what a storyyeller you ate who has touched so many lives through your gift of teaching and making it all come alive through your wondeful stories…still remember the “Night of Insanity “…the story of the two young mem fighting on opposite sides during the Civil War and how they befriended each other…thank you for sharing your gift…love love spending time with you..


    • Becky Dingle says:

      Same here Gin-g…hopefully the new Year will bring more time for ‘hanging’ with pals. There was Pink and Say…wonderful Civil War children’s story and the ghost one I told several times at the Halloween Storytelling sessions in town was “It Was a Cold Cold Night”…that story still gives me chills.


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