Sometimes I have super duper times of meditation and fellowship with my Heart. This morning was one of those. I hope that simply sharing might mean something to someone.
You know, the awesome thing about what I have written and taught and spoken is that it keeps getting reinforced by my experiences. I’m just saying it’s working for me, as it did this morning. Do I keep learning, growing, maturing? Yes, indubitably and indefinitely, I hope. If I were not, then, I probably went wrong somewhere.
When I was really sick over the weekend, I said I would spend time reflecting, and I did. And when I needed some stimulus, some insight, once again a friend across the pond — (is that better than from across the Atlantic?! Lol!) — suggested that I may be going through a time of transition, so I considered that, a lot.
This was not an easy pill to swallow, and I am aware that the pill hasn’t cleared my esophagus yet. I want to put this in the right context because it is about my writing. I value that. It’s what I want to do, along with other communications. I love doing it. I’m really good at it sometimes.
However, my Heart spoke to me clearly this morning and told me to stop writing, to stop and be still, totally as still as my ADD mind and soul could be. And for nearly an hour, I was.
And this is what Spirit energy through Heart communicated to me. I believe I had to realize that my skill with words has developed in part to justify almost everything in my life — assigning reasons and logic to show my own thinking and consequent actions as worthy to the world. I have been progressing, but I realize I use words as crutches of justification for why I’m worthy to live or have anything. I have still been subconsciously seeking others’ approval, validation, esteem…I’m not even sure where that leads, so I’ll leave it there.
My Heart made me be still and not use those words I am skilled in, and taught me, brought me to sense the joy of pure energy communicating in pictures and emotions. And the same came to me in repetitions that continued to increase through the time of fellowship. Ultimately, these had to translate to words because that’s the way human minds work, well, mostly. But the words, as I said were repetitive and simple. I felt them through energy, but I share them now in form.
Feel the picture. Allow the emotions. Receive the help (can’t let my words wrap me up in a logically-acceptable bundle). Love — receive Spirit, Heart. Experience — do the feeling.
Except for changing the punctuation, that’s exactly the way I felt the energy this morning, the way I recorded it. I don’t think that this evening I want to discuss it anymore. I may tomorrow.
My takeaway that remains to be seen is this: I want my writing to communicate energy and feelings as much as possible. I don’t know what that may mean, totally, and I’m sure some writers out there may say to me, Duh! I’m talking about something that I can’t even explain right now, I suppose, and it may not change the way I write at all, really.
However, I write and work from a place of love, so even though it may take awhile, I think I’ll still be offering some value.
In the meantime, have an awesome evening.
Questions to consider:
How many times have you asked yourself or simply thought about the following questions?
Who am I, really?
What is my truth?
How do my actions reveal what I really feel and believe?
What would I do with my life if I could do anything?
What is my passion?
Why am I here?
How can I discover answers to any of these questions?
If you have considered any of these questions, I hope that my experiences and writing will give you some guidance. Please read my blog and comment and share your thoughts. I would love to hear from you!