Everything I write is, first and foremost, for me.
It is both a privilege and a luxury.
I write to heal, to understand;
to shift emotions out of my system.
I write to move energy; to have a thought move from my brain, down through my arm and into my hand and my fingers, and flow through my pen to be released on paper.
I write to relieve my pain and sadness and anger,
and to expand love and compassion and joy to others.
I write so that thoughts can be set free
from circling in my head.
I write in silence, listening to the soft satisfying scratch of pen meandering across paper; and by solely focusing in to just this moment, thoughts are suspended.
And there is peace.
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