Ok, so maybe nobody's really been awaiting my return but I have. Not to sound conceited but I love writing and I usually love what I write...which is the problem. Over a month ago, my good friend Dustie pin-pointed the exact reason that I don't write more here-because I want what I write to be perfect and eloquent and ground breaking. But the truth is that it takes a lot of work to write a passage and then edit it into something that it is perfect, eloquent and ground breaking.
So for this reason I'm starting fresh. I just want to write-to let my mind speak, to let my dreams flow, to let my fears be spoken, to let my emotions be given words. For me, writing is not simply an act of putting words to paper and pen (or keyboard and monitor, in my case) but it is more of a birthing process-of allowing the sparks of my thoughts to develop and cultivate until they become a full-grown monologue of my innermost reflections and perceptions. Even now, as I make this resolution to simply write, without the drive to achieve (in my mind) perfection, I find myself conjuring up synonyms and metaphors in an attempt to better articulate this mind that is mine. But I release myself from doing so, from submitting myself to such pressure to perform.
So world, here I am. Let me bask and frolic in these thoughts that are mine, uniquely mine, unparalleled to anyone else's. Using what limited vocabulary I have, I vow to express myself unreservedly and unashamedly. I have a voice that deserves to be heard-no matter how perfect, how eloquent, or how ground breaking. So for those of you that do take the time to read my postings (and I know you are few), be sure to stay updated. This is just the beginning of a long and verbose (as my dear mother calls me) journey!
Blessings to you all!
~BB
Psalm 73:26 "My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever."
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