Those are my feelings on writing, not only this but writing in general, and the strange thing is that as I write this I understand that that sentence sums up me, and my relationship to life, in a profound and slightly spooky way.
I have been putting off writing for a long time. Not only this blog, that I never really started, but all writing. Reason(s)? Don't know in detail, but I do know that I have tried to hard to master/control my life and destiny, and have had a lot less dreaming, vision and wishes. And I lost that loving feeling. But now I am back.
Grit, faith, independence, curiosity, creativity are all characteristics that I have more than most people I know. I am at my best when the comfort zones and the fear based life is long gone. Strangely I am in the Know in the Unknown. When I don't strive to control and when I give my dependence to self up for greatness of a life lived for the adventure of living - the whole hearted living and vulnerability that Brené Brown talks about.
For me writing is following an emotion or sensation and dancing with it - what is that? how does it feel? what could it mean? how does that feel? no it wasn't that, it is more like this! did I describe that right? no wait... so now what are the consequences of that?
it is the dance of experience and belief, belief and experience. It is where I take charge of the causality of my life, where I co-create. Self-authoring...
Long time, No see
But more so
Long time, No be
