"True Inspiration Must Be Earned by Writing"

"True Inspiration Must Be Earned By Writing"
  
  This is actually Steven Taylor Goldsberry's rule # 4 for mastering your craft. He wrote that, " if you wait to be inspired before you start writing, if you wait to experience that bolt of soul-clarifying insight, you're a fool and have no business being a writer."

And Mr. Steven Taylor Goldsberry is absolutely right.

Ouch...So, when I'm having those "occasional mental lapses" because I couldn't force myself to write that I might as well forget that I'm a writer. That I don't really have the knack for writing, that I don't have what it takes for my words to be heard. And that I'm a fool if I wait to be inspired before I write.

I get it. Just write whatever words flow into my brain to my fingertips, to my keyboard. Who knows,  comes in mid-paragraph, my inspiration starts to sing with my words. What is important is my present engagement with what draws me in. I hope I'm not committing a  redundancy, here. That is something I am very meticulous--redundancies. I'm not talking about alliteration as a figure of speech but words that don't need to be said the same thing twice.

Check this sentence for wordiness: Josh is employed at an electronics company working as a lead sales consultant.  The meaning of employed is suggested by the other word working in the sentence. Therefore, cross out is employed with works and eliminate working. With that, your correct sentence is: Josh works at an electronic company as a lead sales consultant. That's clear and simple.

"Redundancies such as cooperate together, basic essentials, true fact and close proximity are just some common source of wordiness." When reading, I spot on them like crazy. And when I do, I just pause and just delete those words on my mind. I can also tell myself that it was probably topographic error. However, if you're reading a post or an article and you've missed your mark thrice or more, I may not finish reading the whole thing. I guess this is where you lay your content standing out more than some technicality in writing. But aren't they dependent of each other? I would like to think so.

Do you still remember and pay tribute to that beloved English teacher of yours in High School or your English instructor in college? For me, their legacy of teaching me well lives on. I still remember their names and their stature in my mind; how they transform my psyche to love words and continue to be affected by them. I knew then, that writing would be my greatest ally to myself and my sole refuge to inner triumph.

As Jeff Goins said in his book, "Writer's Manifesto," Start declaring yourself as a writer. After reading it, I claimed it and proclaimed it to myself...as often as I needed to hear it. Now I have to find time how to hone my craft. I might take up some classes for copy editing this summer. I could even take some classes offered by Jeff Goins, Michael Hyatt & Joseph Lalonde; Max Lucado; writers I follow "religiously" and many more this year as good mentors. Thank you for their contributions.

I know the rewards are as tangible as I would like them to be. It could be sooner, later; yet I know the breakthrough is coming. That's enough for me to stay true to my belief & faith. May I never cease to follow my heart's desire. And may this year is my year of jubilee. I can't think of anything more productive to do other than fall in love again with writing. I owe this to myself. Many have failed my expectations last year including my expectations to what "I should and would have done; the many ifs"  that I entertained. 

Well, God is the Lord of many chances. I hope I won't blow it again. Chances are, I will cling to the power of making the right Choice. I know the hand of God is upon me and may I won't let His hand slipped off my grasp.

Thank you for reading.

It's that time again...Good night!

"The Gift of Words ...Undefiled

It's just the second day for writing ardently...Anybody who reads my first line of thought thinks I'm starting to waver for what I signed on for. May be just a tingling flinch that will go away but still an inkling to force me to pause and reflect for a moment: a sign of trite or weakness, or both? Not sure.

I couldn't decide for a specific topic to write. I wish I could just lean to my own understanding on matters of the heart and just nullify whatever the rest of the world is thinking and doing out loud or in their closet. I wish that I could just bask on words just for my glory & pride and not use them outside myself. Does that make sense?

As a writer, eccentricity lurks in my writing. Unapologetic, unrestrained  and unorthodox. Following strict guidelines deters my flow.  But like other writers, I write because words dig me deeper. I would like to think that without words spoken, written or imagined, my life would be so barren; sullen, I can't function.

Think about a song devoid of lyrics. It may have a good musical arrangement, melody or rhythm; the crescendo weakens and the voice is no longer required. And a song can't be one without words to complete it. Everything that my heart is drawn to-- implores, begs for  words; a poem, a movie, a love letter, a book, a joke, a parable and even euphemisms.

What about the Word of God? The Holy Bible. It is the divine Revelation of what God wants mankind to know about Eternal salvation and His plan. There it is...God even said in His own words, "Let us make a human in our own image, by our likeness, to hold sway over the fish of the sea and the fowl of the heavens and the cattle and the wild beasts and all the crawling things that crawl upon the earth." And God created the human in his image, in the image of God He created him, male and female he created them. (Genesis 1:26-27)

What about love. It needs to be expressed. Words coupled with loving actions will define it. But without words, we might as well be mute & deaf. I consider it a transgression for not ever expressing your heart & mind, the gift of words.  
Just imagine a teacher explaining her topic sentence and explaining it to her students by simply using the American sign language. Would that be catchy, enough or deplorable?

I could only think of three things for now when words are insignificant: when you're sleeping; when you're cussing out words and when you're about to tell your spouse, your significant other or to the one you love that you want a divorce. You hush...Time to bridle your tongue.
I'm kind of unsettled with that. I won't elucidate any further.
Just don't use words lightly. They may be your best link or connection to yourself and to others but you can be still uncouth with your words. Be of some kind of refinement. Not be disdainful blurting them out or writing disparaging remarks. Although that is sometimes needed, reflect on your true intentions.
                                                                
I still remember the song, "Words" by Bee Gees. That one remarkable line that says, it's only words and words are all I have to take your heart away has sold me out to this date. Yup, the power of words. They either edify you or tear you down. "Life and death is in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof ." (Prov. 18:21) Be not merciless in uttering them.  Take time to pause to consider before you speak angry words. This could be a good one on your resolution list.

Press on to love with the love that endures the test of time...

Till tomorrow. Good night. And Take Care.

"A 31-Day Writing Challenge..."

My 500 Words...

Jeff Goins launched this 31-day challenge designed to help writers/bloggers develop a daily writing habit and become better writers.

And so I joined to kick off my writing to a good start. Mind you, I couldn't believe how many signed up. The last time I scrolled down to check how many signed up, it was non-stop. What does that tell you? Or equate to?

That many of us want to make pivotal changes; to others, some major adjustments. For one thing I know, we're on this for one obvious reason: writing is still very much alive in our psyches.. We all want to be a part of something that would make our words to steam, to soar and be received as a propeller, a lifeline and a distinct vessel to others.

I am of utmost respect to writers who keep writing even after experiencing rejection of their work in which they put their "sweat & blood" on it. Many days we think our craft is not going anywhere. It's just too many of us trying to break in the business and no breakthroughs. Hope gets dimmer, darker...yet profound.

I can only speak for me; how writing can become your nemesis when you want your words to flow. I do "space out" or what they call, "mental block where you're just numb like your brain cells stop functioning. Not even a single word is formed in my head. And whenever that happens, I just let myself be. Now, do you find something beautiful and precious in between nothingness and back to creating words again? Right there, the realization that you could be out of this world and fully unaware of it. Isn't that fascinating or mind-boggling?

Imagine yourself sitting on your swiveled computer chair with your feet resting on the bed; eyes closed and you're waiting for mighty words that could connect you to your readers. They never come as crystals. At times, you're typing words devoid of meaning and the main ingredient...you, your writing prowess is masked with malleability. The fervor has gone out. Then you wait and try one more time before the "wee hours" in the morning hits you like a stumbling block.

With this collaboration with other writers and seeing them wanting what you want could be a great impact to awaken your knack for putting words together. This launch can be really what it is--to make us better writers; better "us" as one mind , one heart and one goal.

What ushered me to join was that this will prompt me discipline. This is fun and noteworthy. It's free-writing. You don't have to worry about editing and proofreading your work. If we miss a day, we just continue where we left off. If your topic went waywardly within the next paragraph, I guess we'll catch up and gear it up before we're  totally lost.

Oh, the ever effervescent of writing...there's always that daunting; dawning element of surprise. That beguiling element that never ends and seem infinite in nature. Capturing it fully is never forgiving. The depth and width of writing is immense, yet unquenchable in its essence. Has anybody really arrived in his or her writing? I doubt anybody ever does...because you have to resonate passionately with your readers. You can't really put out your thoughts as raw as when they first touch your soul. They're solely yours...transform them as you see them fit--your words, your thoughts onto the page.

My affirmation: I am a writer in awe of the enormity of God's creation with so much to see; observe and fall in love to...and with you.

Till tomorrow.

"Getting My Eyes Fixed Inside My Heart..." for 2014

I was a bummer last year for not following through my resolutions. Inconsistency is the operative word. I had major emotional excuses. Surely, I flopped even with my blogging. I just post whenever and my platform for writing was ambiguous even to myself. There's that writing constraint that is always there to remind me. I thought that I was more concern of my personal grit and not really connecting to my viewers. Certainly, I would like to make amends by posting more relatable topics with substance for 2014.

I plan to post three times a week. That would be Sunday, Wednesday & Friday. I'm not also trying to insinuate anybody into subscribing to my Christian faith. I just want to always share with you that our journey with life here on earth is all about our longings to be loved, validated and be sought and freed by the truth of our existence. When you come to realize it, there's really more that we can do inwardly to exude breakthroughs.

As you all know walking & jogging in the park by myself or with my Lab Cocoa is a regiment for me. Three times a week is my capacity accruing 13 miles altogether per week. Doing it is an acclamation. It does boosts my resistance to the common cold; regulates my blood pressure accordingly and prevents me from adding another unwanted layer in my belly..lol. Most of all, I feel rejuvenated and thankful that my feet are still swift to follow my lead. I'll do better in 2014. I'll see if I can join some walkathon or marathon for special projects this year. That would be really interesting and a bliss.

Networking with other bloggers or writers by attending live podcasts and even seminars are also my prospects in the making. I think that anybody who would give anything to reach out to people successfully should do something about it. That's every writer's creed. We're all artists on our own ways. Keep that in mind.

We should never be contented of where we are because each day is an opportunity to make your life count and productive...or full of regrets and suppositions. I chose the first premise. The second premise is lifeless. I'm tired with hovered regrets and suppositions. And you can be an "ironclad" by becoming the best possible way to be the beautiful &worthy You; no phony maneuvers and no self-absorb infusion to your craft or to anything that you love doing. No apologies and excuses either for mediocre results. It's time you own your mistakes and go above them. Build a ladder for hierarchy out of them. I know I will this time. You are, too. Have a little faith even just a "mustard seed."

I really hope also that 2014 will propel me to the fields of missionary work and that whatever I envision doing will be God's will for my life. One thing I know is that there is no guarantee that our plans will be processed the way we want them to be manifested. Our anchor must be always that our "winning the war inside our hearts" is only through God's divine grace. I know this faithfully because I wrestled with my heart's desire for a long time. After being in the pit, in the hole, and in my own cell with my own making, finally I made a decision not to wrestle but now learning how to surrender fully to God... Drawing closer to my Savior in 2014 is a specific decision I would have to work through diligently--deep inside my heart. There is no "falling out" with Jesus; only triumphs &victories.

I have decided that  this year's primal goals include the joy of writing words of pure intention. The Genesis of a new day.

Hope all your gifts and talents be of service to the Lord, to yourself and to others. Be of courage and always be loving and thoughtful to your words and actions. You only have Today to be where you want to be; not yesterday or tomorrow. Look up. There is a" silver lining" in everything.

Please celebrate with me the joys & prosperity of 2014!

Talk to you, soon.

"When October Goes..."

Two Days After Christmas

This song came on the radio as I was washing the dishes @ mid-afternoon... I told myself, "
that melody and the way it stirred me must be the one and only
Barry Manilow. His  signature is never missed: tender, sincere, thoughtful and just so nice to listen to...
It doesn't really matter how old you are... or how old you've gotten to be; there's that memory in your
past that you can never reconciled or recovered. Only a song like this can for a moment. So just let it be.

"The Heart of Christmas..."

(from left-right: my older brother, me, my baby sister, our mom, my eldest sister, my other younger sister and her daughter)

I wish that Christmas is just being with the Family, enjoying good, funny, reflective conversations and savoring everybody's scrumptious potluck Filipino dish.
I wish that buying tangible gifts would be relegated in the background and just giving your best to creating loving, tender memories of grateful testimonials of how much God really love us; all of us. And that would translate to move ourselves to a higher ground" like cooking a meal for the homeless; visiting the nursing home residents and distributing Bibles in jails or just emptying ourselves from the cloak of pride and saturating our thoughts to His Word and promises.
You might think that I'm so full o f it viewed as a quiet hypocrisy but remember, it's a wish. But I don't think it's a wishful thinking, either.
I guess I'm just drained with so much commercial images and auditory bombardment that has led to how majority of us callously spend money we think we have but in reality, can't afford... We even buy things for the "heck" of buying. We can certainly blame the society's "stronghold" playing on our minds not to be "scrooge" but we can only blame our impulses.
 I believe that giving will always be the catalyst of celebrating Christmas only because of Christ's life- symbolical death on the cross...He gave us His life.
Now that we're approaching 2014, would it be that the greatest gift you could give to yourself is to accept Jesus in your heart as your personal Savior and Lord of your life. I sincerely believe it to be true...
Well, I'm just being raw and my thoughts unrestrained. However, my anchor still is in His refuge no matter what my circumstances are.
Wishing you guys a very Blessed Christmas. And Have a Safe Travel back to your Home.

"My Thoughtful "Take-Aways"

 The following quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes is a precursor to my "take- aways" this year.

      "To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor."

This year has been an avatar ride. I gave myself permission to be a major proponent to alter my ego on building relationships. One day I just felt my life is all a jumble. My pie chart and bucket list for connecting and re-connecting with people stifled my personal growth. My "flip-flopping" emerges a lot when my expectations of people that I know can sail with me for the long haul just drift. I thought some people are just not cognizant and lacking the right perspective of my value as a woman of creativity and sensibility. I could be right on a target.

Giving your heart away to every relationship whether in friendship or romance and still didn't work out is a divine providence. You can't make people to love you the way you want to if they're not even capable of true reciprocity. They're not your anchor; just vessels for lessons learned. Don't stay in your present circumstances. Leave your safe harbor or niche. Be fearless and yet be thoughtful in leaving things behind. Go where God wants you.

I learned that what you make out of life is based on making wise decisions. Never let anyone put you as an option or the last recourse. That would be a heart's transgression if you allow people you love settling you as a" second fiddle or a third wheel." Know your worth. Demand it with grace. I for one believe in setting ultimatums; and boundaries. Don't drift from your real values. You would be happy to realize that your greatest inspiration is staying true to sacred ground. Chastity,  not being compromised. God honors your obedience of His Word.

IN life, nothing is guaranteed; I've heard and seen so many people who have perished this year which has caused  me to move my heart inwardly to a fresh take on living...and my mind, too!

What would I answer to God when He finally asks me what have I done with my life on earth for His kingdom. That would be the absolute "kicker" for me. And it is shameful to say that I haven't been what I'm supposed to be. That I know I could do more but decided just sailing endlessly because some people failed me audaciously. I just hope and pray that I get there to that glorious day with God's grace & mercy. 

Well, I'll be more passionate and logistic about writing and choosing people to ride with me "on the same boat." My avatar for filling the pages with words and humanity will be in consonance with what the Lord puts in the spirit of hope, and the wonders of His love in my craft and in my heart.

I can't thank you guys enough for reading my posts. 

A blessed, productive Monday, everyone!