It strikes me as funny (in the “hmmm” kinda way) that I can confuse myself into reserving precious time-outs for a narrow selection of (dubiously) worthwhile endeavours.
“And, what”—you are likely polite enough to ask yourself—”is Truly talking about now?”
Well, thanks for asking, or I wouldn’t accomplish even this little bit today. 🙂
You see, I started my latest post last Monday, and I have a good deal of snippets (one liners/puns, insights, anecdotes, remembered song lyrics) noted—and, if I pushed myself, I could combine those with the branching-off thoughts that would surely follow…and, could post my usual fare late this evening.
So, why not?
Well (and, again, thank you), this brings me back to my—funny-but-not—point….
It feels too easy…thus, boring….and a waste of a day off before returning to the rigors of a busy work week.
And, it’s this perspective that tells me I’ve reached a point in my growth where I must be “wary of letting something, that I once marveled at, come to be seen as ordinary” (I’m paraphrasing—and apologize for not being able to credit the source).
In other words, I can’t trip myself up by the notion that my gift isn’t!
True, in ways, my creative writing comes easily (the spontaneous word-play, abstractions, connections, lyrical parallels and metaphors)…
but, would I turn down a priceless treasure just because I accidentally found it hidden behind a seemingly worthless velvet painting bought at a garage sale?
So, having stumbled upon a way of expressing myself that, initially had me (beyond!) giddy with wonder and gratitude, I can’t con myself into believing that my writings are whimsical, off-beat paintings (efforts) best reserved for the occasional occasions when I’m in the mood for/to share something endearingly silly and frivolous.
Such are the mind-games we use to sabotage ourselves, Fantastics.
After all, until recently, I instinctively knew that I was gifted the words that spring to mind and delight you and I…and, I was very much aware of the foundation that supports the tip of this iceberg…
The knowing that a great number of life’s trials and errors lay the ground work for my creations…and, artists in your own rights, Amazers, I’m thinking you can relate.
So, having reclaimed my senses, I have a frame of reference for reminding us that nothing comes as easy as it seems…
And, from this vantage point, I am able to see the value in making the effort to think this through…
and, share with you…
My intention is to offer something of worth (to be determined by you, and used any way you see fit). hope to inspire you, help you feel understood, empowered…like you are part of a collection of souls who use—would-be—stumbling blocks as stepping stones to brighter here-and-nows.
That’s how we make a better future, individually and collectively–right, Wonderfuls?
And, last but not least…thank you for letting me know how much you enjoy my mind-bending/time-consuming posts…they are so dear to my heart…and have allowed me to think about/share so much in ways I probably wouldn’t have found the discipline/bravery for….
You leave the most touching and surprising comments–the stuff of dream-validation that, on my best days, I tell myself (except, you say it even better…and, there’s nothing in it for you except to make me feel encouraged and celebrated)…
Right this very second, reflecting on your capacity for generosity has me choked up with wonder and gratitude…the very experience I was talking about when first discovering my unique gift for writing…
So, too, will I remember not to take you for granted (even when I am an international, best-selling writer who used to be a social worker) 🙂
Thank you for the blessing you are…the world is infinitely better because you are part of it.
God bless you and your loves.
“See” you soon 🙂