Today is the birthday of my blog. She is four years old. I started writing just after breast was carved from chest wall. I thought to myself, what do I have to hide now? My personal business is out there. Why not share my heart as well.
A writer, to be effective, must have a bit of ‘I could care less’. Almost a pebble in the shoe, stickers in the socks – and be ok about that. Must care more about the writing creation then what others think, because writers are forever judged as being all about themselves, passing on embarrassing tmi, thought of as arrogant, and sometimes painfully boring. I had someone say to me once ‘…anyone who writes a book is a Narc’. Blogging is a wonderful exercise in learning to let the naysayers say on, and not abandon the self, It is an opportunity for authentic sharing. A chance to care deeply about what is being shared. Care more about the potential good the writing might have then the criticisms.
Many of you who read this blog are also writers but have never blogged. Here’s the deal. There are things about your life I will never experience. And I never will unless you share them with me. There are things in my life that I secretly believe make me a freak of nature. And will continue to think so until you put yourself out there and share yourself, and to my shock, you have been there, too.
If I have one message on this blog I hope to put out there – loud and clear – it’s this:
Your story matters!
Your life matters!
Your opinions matter!
Good people, share yourselves. Place honest heart words out there. Blog.
I Love seeing
Full of life
Full of light
Expressing themselves with love
Sharing their gifts and themselves
With everyone around them
There are a lot of people
Who have forgotten their voices
Who have forgotten how to truly sing
Who have forgotten how to dance
Who have forgotten how to be joyful
To share themselves with love
So it does my heart good
To see people who have that light inside
And don’t mind sharing it
With everyone else around them
by Ahmad Cox