And I write.
Write not with the purpose of publishing but with the purpose of writing down the thoughts running through my head.
For quite some time now, I have been trying to gauge the upcoming deluge of emotions, emotions that I have tried to placate, to hide, and to conceal. I have given a lot of reasons as to why I shouldn’t let the dams open. Simple things like I have no time, no energy, and mostly that I have no resources to do so. But that’s no longer the case. I have time to hone whatever I want to pursue now, I have the energy to fulfill my desires, and at this point of my life, I have the resources and am now willing to invest in myself.
Ah! The beauty of finally seeing yourself and being able to recognize your full potential. There was no safety net, not a lot of supportive structure to get me where I am today, and yet, despite all these reasons and other circumstances, there is this strong push for awakening. The fruits are ready for the picking, and harvest time is fast approaching. My hands tremble as I anticipate all the things that I can touch and do, the magic that I will make for myself and to those that see me. There is something precious about knowing that you have something to offer to the world and not to just burden it.
The deep-seated anguish and despair of not creating is almost over. We are ready to face and conquer what is in front of us. With my heart open, I am letting all the good things in and the fears and anxieties out.
No comments:
Post a Comment