I don’t believe I will be able to manifest fully until I am able to channel my thoughts into my writing. I wake up in the in a fog of ideas, wants, desires and confusion that would do well to stain on paper while sipping a fizzy Diet Coke. (Sorry. Some habits just can’t be kicked. I would prefer a Soy Gingerbread Latte half decaf with no whip but Starbucks gets expensive.) To do this, I must get in the habit of writing everyday.
I write everyday anyway. I am either texting, responding to emails, or posting on social media or developing curriculums at work. So I might as well do my three hand-written morning pages and pick the best for my blog. When the world screams I am a writer and I ignore this, the fog becomes denser. It won’t let me go. Therefore, I either give into my thirst for creativity, or I continue in my destiny avoidance, with no real purpose. When I get to this point, I tend to call my friends looking for an outlet for expression, but it never truly placates me like writing.
When I commit to my daily dose of scribing, I believe my desires will manifest with rapid-speed results. I am not saying I think everyone should write. I just think folks like us with a whirlwind of bottled creative energy, would do well to let it out.
