Five Minute Friday.......
You live your life all drawn out yet-flies-by-so-quickly- in
great wonder and expectation of what is to come next. Before you can catch your breath on last year’s
living, you are moving forward to tomorrow’s promises. You finish college, take on new career, marry
and travel. You build homes and birth
children. You get puppies from the pound
and paint teenager’s rooms in psychedelic colors which match their hair and at
times, their souls. The mundane of
laundry and groceries and car pool would wreak havoc on your woman’s spirit
except that underneath it all, where your heart lies and your spirit hums, is
that place that is fostering thought about what it all means to do this thing
called living.
You capture all these little
and big and sweet and painful moments in the wellspring of your heart and hold
them fast until that time you are ready…..
to
WRITE
And, when that time comes, you
pour your very soul out unto the world on paper all black and white and even at
times, red.
Those hands which draw together
words which form the paragraphs of your daily living. You expose your innermost thoughts at risk to
those who would read them never knowing if they prove worthy or even right.
You forge through word
meanings and soul searches and grammar needs until you finally find that rhythm
which matches that of your very being.
And, you come to understand
that we all have our stories, we all have our life’s tales and we share them
with the world in the form which best suits our heart. Some paint, some orate and some craft statues
sublime. Some hone wood into bowls and
yarn into blankets. Others surf waves on the ocean and still others fly planes
into the heavens. Some hold the sickest
of babies keeping them alive and others educate the minds of our youth hoping,
praying for leaders to come to pass.
Still others, they sing, they dance, and they make music on instruments
made of all kinds of ebonies and whites.
Some preach from the pulpits and some sit at their desk making sense of
our living.
And some of us, those who
have been heaping up wonder and thoughts and meanings into our heart and upon
our souls waiting for that time when it is right…
Some of us….
We
Write…..
