Here’s this week’s reflection. I hope it resonates with you and ask that, if you enjoyed, please comment and share on your social media. Heartfelt thanks for all your support!
Leaving the light on for you,
Carol
Journaling has been my cathartic outlet for many years. Cheaper than therapy and, coupled with a slowly sipped glass of wine, putting pen to paper is mighty satisfying. Whether reflecting on moments of joy, gravity, or frustration, the ability to pour a soul-cleansing river of thought onto a page is tremendously therapeutic.
I’m not alone in using writing to process what is going on inside, and outside. People write for many reasons – to focus, find solutions, encourage others, produce novels, or use word as art through poetry and the like.
At the urging of friends, I finally decided to go public with my essays. Yet I had a moment of “who am I and what do I have worth sharing?” With a pandemic and the complexities plaguing our country right now, I felt very small, that I had little to offer a troubled world. Quickly realizing fear and creativity are often quarreling siblings, it was time to don the big girl panties and allow my voice to be heard.
Now, more than ever, we need a break. A chance during the mire of our current reality to escape. To dig deep and rediscover why we persevere. To see a little beauty or experience a snippet of joy.
We cannot and do not ignore what’s happening around us. Quite the contrary. Solutions will present themselves over time. But meanwhile, during this arduous journey in our existence, our souls deserve an occasional reprieve. Writing is healing, for the writer and the reader.
Please don’t dismiss the simplicity of some of the pieces I compose. Mindfulness is often the breath of fresh air we need and I encourage you to explore your own response. Read slowly. Savor. Reflect. Be encouraged and inspired to pen your own human condition. Someone, somewhere needs to hear it, to know they are not alone.
That’s why I write. And that’s why now is always the perfect time.