Opinions, Creating, and Sharing the Love — Naturally!

If I’m an author, how much should I care about the opinions of others concerning my work? It’s a loaded question, isn’t it?

Obviously, I care, but I should not care to the point that it affects my primary purpose. My primary purpose is to help others discover core Self through my writing and other expressions of communication arts. I need to create first. Then, I will listen.

I think I’ve been too occupied with two opinions in particular of people who had constructive — and good — feedback for me. However, I can’t let opinions affect the creative process. My Heart is to create communications in love and light. Revision and editing come later.

I raise this issue because one of the criticisms I’ve heard before is that the conversations based around the spiritual awakening of Eric and Anne Lafarnge in The Fellowship of the Heart sound unnatural. They are because most people live under the energy of Ego. They don’t normally talk about such things. Too bad.

When someone asks me about the meaning of life or why they should even be on this earth, should I feed them some socially-acceptable sounding words, or should I share my Heart of love? Does it sound unnatural to tell someone they have a Heart that is eternal Spirit in them, personalized by their soul-mind-body personality? Does it sound unnatural to share that they are Spirit willingly taking on their complete humanity package and as such they have infinite power and possibilities? Shall I tell them they are creators of their own Purpose, or it’s their primary privilege to be happy? Or, should I tell them “Get your priorities straight?”

You get the picture. Not normal, natural, everyday conversations — to Ego. But to Heart, they are easy, thrilling, exciting. With this in mind, here is the next bit of the chapter with Eric and Anne as they approach a new situation, new soul emotions, new mindset.
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He returned quickly. The omelet’s steam carried the scent of the cheese, mushrooms, and onions to Anne before he could set the tray down.

When Eric had finished eating, he sat back sipping his tea. “Anne, are we still going to do try this speaking to our hearts sitting next to each other.”

“I don’t know why not. I actually whispered when I answered my heart, but it’s not like a formula. I could just answer in my mind. That’s where the conversation occurred. It was natural to whisper, but I knew you weren’t here. It’s not necessary but if we do, we do.”

“Are you that sure we can just strike up a conversation any old time?”

“Yep! I’m pretty sure. I’ll just close my eyes, breathe, and think. I know I will answer myself. If I have this wonderful truth right, how can I not speak to myself?”

“But it’s…”

“Yeah, I know, kind of weird in a way. I think it’s just because we haven’t been honest with that true self. So, are you ready?”

“I am. I have done this. I admit, though, I’ve been superstitious. I know my heart and our conversations were real. I just…It really doesn’t matter. I’m so glad we can do this together. Seems more real.”
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I’ll continue creating and sharing my Heart. In the process, I will discover more about myself, and I will share more. And my hope is that my work will give opportunity for others to consider discovery for themselves, discovering themselves.

And I hope that it will be as natural as drawing breath, eating breakfast, or putting on their socks!

​Blessings!