May these inner stories
for navigating the outer world inspire you
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Welcome to a space dedicated to empathy and self exploration as pathways to stronger inner stories. Along with my personal inner stories, check out this site’s no-paywall Resources section. Which features various pathways you might consider for strengthening your own inner stories. And as I’m keen on connecting with my visitors, do contact me with your questions or comments.
Withdrawal Play
Through song and dance, drama and comedy, Paul Performs his true story about being wrongly prescribed anti-psychotics, bouncing him from being a threat to society to fantasied of flying with sparrows. Watch More»
Marching Orders
Reenacting his close associations with Blacks from his age of three to his 30’s, Paul recreates scenes of reuniting with them in later life through marching for the justice of a Black kid assassinated by a racists cop. Watch More»
Ladies Man (Play in development)
About the three women who raised Paul and the women who raised the bar for him. See Pictorial Script>>
Thank You For My Bus Ride, Rosa Parks
If not for Rosa Parks, I wouldn’t have had such feelings for my fellow man.
Paul Meyer
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3–5 minutes
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December 22, 2025
Eyelids half closed, a wiry man in his sixties angles toward me. Dropping the the side seat at my his, his landing seeming to slam shut his lids, he leans into my shoulder.
Absorbing Race, Religion, and Politics at Three
I realize Grampa had to walk a fine line in a Jim Crow Houston
Paul Meyer
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1-2 minutes
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December 12, 2025
Today he cut up with scissors the sleeves on Gammy’s dress and got into the habit of breaking Coca Cola bottles, writes my single workingmom in her diary.
Help!
Too exhausted to windsurf to shore, I drop mast, submerge, wrap my arms around the bow, and use what energy I have left to…
Paul Meyer
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4-6 minutes
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February 17, 2023
Too exhausted to windsurf to shore, I drop mast, submerge, wrap my arms around the bos, and use what energy I have left to slowly flutter kick toward land. Then something nibbles on my left foot.