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Celebrating a new relationship!

I embrace life's highest possibilities, celebrating a new loving relationship, with.....

::drum roll::::

Writing! 

It's funny, really. Everyone who knows me personally, knows that I am a writer. They see and think that I love to write! 

Well, I hate to burst that bubble, but I didn't. 

Writing, was arduous work. As someone who lives in her head, the act of writing would send me into a  civil war with: 

1) the act of sitting still 

2) the ability to strive for perfection

3) desperation to connect with an audience

You see, I always wrote for me. Writing was the outlet when my world seemed dark and gloomy. When I had no friends, my journal carried me through.

Confronting these fears/blockages and embracing that I am an artist, has helped me to change this paradigm. 

It is said that a good writer is an avid reader, well, I am not. 

To have strong command of language, the ability to say things descriptively, well, I am overt. 

The lesson here, for me, has been to write from the heart, from my intuition.

Editing, now that requires intellect, skill and operating from a head-space. I am learning. 

There was a time when I was so insecure of feedback. Now, I welcome what I call "tearing ish" apart, in order to put out the best work.

It's about the work, not me. I am simply a messenger. 

It is my vision to contribute using every creative gift I have, infused with passion, dedication, and LOVE. 

And so, I altered my relationship with writing. 

Although I may stumble, I am learning and growing. 

Cheers,
Erika 

Comments

  1. Arsene RemyApril 11, 2013 at 11:27 PM

    Inspiring post! Keep sharing and keep inspiring. It seems artists are always in their head but that's where the good stuff is.

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