I thank God for who I am and my spiritual journey with Him:
Organizing; de-cluttering; tidying; & discarding things that no longer serve me--is my sole Spring goal this week. Many of my colleagues, friends and co-teachers with their families that I know are out- of-town visiting love ones and I'm happy for them. I'm sure I'll be listening to their vacation stories which are worth sharing to my heart's content.
For the meantime, my nourishment of happiness and joy lies on how much I've read, written, listened and acted upon what I'm striving for: a real sanctuary for my thoughts to flow and strut to the keyboard. Then the heart of writing can begin to be musical, figurative, and transforming...But first, my writing space must be clutter-free so my heart's soul be singing...life is an Art and I'm the Architect of making it stupendous, marveling...
As millions of bloggers and writers strive for a book deal or how to pitch for a publication, I'm just here to know what humanity in writing means to readers and foremost, to myself... I'm trying to dig deeper what most readers are inclined to read. And I found out that sharing new hopes and how that strings to faith is noteworthy. Real people still exist. They could "sniff" what you're made of as a writer no matter how you wear your cloak of impersonation. And that makes my heart to a flutter because I seem to have readers that know what to click among all my posts. That is alluring in itself--and has become my precious, guiding muse in writing.
Of course, how I wish that at this very moment that I'm barefoot strolling a sandy beach at dawn, picking shells for souvenirs. But I guess, I'll leave that run my imagination for the next season although that is not a ridiculous whim in Texas where you can "meet the sun, the sky, the clouds and my favorite, the stars"...almost halfway. Doesn't the weather acting gullible this winter? Absolutely. Just learn how to dance with it.
This is not a contrived desire, (strolling in the beach) It is how fertile and rich your imagination can go beyond. Let it amuse you Today...Let's not forget that even God wants to grant our heart's desire. Just be careful what you wish for, though. I know mine has been granted--a great metaphor for what I'm made of...!
Thanks for reading & You Take care Always.
Have a Blessed Wednesday