Write

I am always writing.

I write in my head all day long. About experiences, feelings. thoughts, perceptions, opinions... I mean the words literally start in my head as if I were typing wishing I had a computer in front of me.   I am a writer. I have been a writer since as long as I can remember. Sixth grade I broke down sentence diagrams with delight and perfection. Straight lines, commas, preposition or noun? I loved it. I've always been a poor speller, but that doesn't seem to be path altering obstacle, thank God for spell check, and auto correct (unless its on my iPhone).

There's magic in it. A doorway that leads to un-touched and hidden parts of ourselves. Art. Like any other creative masterpiece, a physical expression of intangible beginnings. It has been my sanity. It has been my savior. It has been my release and my hearts greatest joy as long as I can remember. I have journals from when I was twelve in my basement right now, literally only feet below the chair I sit in here, in this moment. A child's world scratched upon what is now tattered paper, so long ago yet so close to where I am now.

Pure poetry, even when it doesn't rhyme.


With Grace & Gratitude...