I'm processing thoughts at lightening speed this evening. I started writing a spoken word piece, as I was inspired by watching Def Poetry jam performances on YouTube, and found myself staring at an empty screen. I say empty in the sense that I wrote three stanzas, and as far as I was concerned, the page was still blank. I've been fighting the obvious message that there has to be a departure from the familiar, be it for a short time, or permanently, there are more important outlets for my work. The problem is, I don't know what they are, but I'm "allowing" so it will come to me. I'm doing something I've had a hard time doing in the past, and that is, letting go of the need to control what direction my life takes and just going where it takes me.
Funny how this works...I understand there needs to be a change, and I feel that what my next level of writing should be is hovering just on the periphery where I can't grab it yet. So, here I am, ready to take the plunge and have no idea what to plunge into. With each day that passes it gets a little closer to the forefront and should surface very soon.
There are three very powerful influneces going on, one of them being me, that are opening doors in my mind sure to create profound changes. This is an exciting time.
Funny how this works...I understand there needs to be a change, and I feel that what my next level of writing should be is hovering just on the periphery where I can't grab it yet. So, here I am, ready to take the plunge and have no idea what to plunge into. With each day that passes it gets a little closer to the forefront and should surface very soon.
There are three very powerful influneces going on, one of them being me, that are opening doors in my mind sure to create profound changes. This is an exciting time.
