…it feels right. When I write, it feels as though the words flow from me. All the days experiences and encounters tumble onto the page. My jumbled thoughts begin to find order. I can sift through the good ideas and the bad when I see them all written down. I can arrange and rearrange their sequence until they all start making sense.
I write because it brings me joy. I am not an early riser yet I find myself up at 4 and 5 in the morning writing more often than not these days. I feared writing at school. I didn’t think I was any good at it. I believed I lacked imagination. I loved reading but I feared writing. Despite my fear, I secretly harboured a desire to write. It’s taken me more than half my life but today… I write. I am so glad that I have finally conquered my fear 🙂
I write because it brings me peace. I am an emotional being. Sometimes those emotions can cause me to make rash decisions. I write to sift through the emotion, to find clarity, to find solutions and, sometimes, just to understand me a little better.
I write because I find it easier to express myself in writing rather than verbally. I have found that I reach my most useful/insightful conclusions when I have had time to think things through. Writing affords me that opportunity. I don’t have to have immediate answers to anything. I just have to write. The answers are in there somewhere and I will find them or they will find me.
“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”
― Anaïs Nin
Lastly, I write because it gives me a sense of purpose. I enjoy sharing my thoughts and life lessons with you. I love reading and am the person that I am today because of the lessons I have learnt from other’s sharing their experiences with me through their books, blogs, articles and social media posts. It has been said that the right book/words at the right time can change your life. I write in the hope that my words will reach at least one person in this world and have a positive impact on their lives in some way.
Until next we meet…