Have you ever wanted to connect to someone, without all the chaos of a relationship, and leave the trauma of losing the passion of life’s experiences? In the world words, we can find the relationship we long for in a simple step: Read.
The writer shares their words in blogs, articles, stories, novels, non-fiction and so forth. They share passion, hope, sorrow, and loss in poetry. They hope someone will read and transport themselves into another world. The writings they explore balance out their heart.
They share pain and loss. While they do this, they look for someone to believe in what they have to share.
They look for hope. They long to be heard.
No constraints, no boundaries, just words. And then, we get hooked in sharing, hoping someone will share right back and fill our mind with more thoughts and words, inspiring us and creating in us more. More. More words, more thoughts, more connection.
Not everyday connection. Not the run of the mill stuff, which the every day bills, or routine stresses of life brings, nope. It’s the hope of the perfect connection. The one we have longed for our whole lives, while we live in the traps of today.
The quote, “Argue for your limitations and they are surely yours.” ~Richard Bach made me think about the irony of complacency. How do you find the perfect pen-pal who holds you in high regard and yet, you are free to live your life without controlling your every move?
The wonders of the question lingers upon my mind.
Our limitations are in the mind. We create them, build them, and nourish them with our attitudes, behaviors, and focus. The creative writer, expanding thoughts and feelings across time and space doesn’t wait for the limitations to take hold. They boldly go forward, empowering the written word. Each time the word connects with another like-minded soul, the beauty of ignition takes place.
Every book you open, becomes an extension of yourself, connected to the world of the writer. They put forth their energy into the world of words and you, dear reader, embrace each word as gold upon the soul.
Life is rich with experiences. We have relationships, some forbidden, some wanted, some dreamed for, and some, we long for the closure. As we process the different connections we make with people, real people in daily living, the written word follows us and weaves its magic as if we are spun from fine golden strands, so delicate the eye cannot visualize.
Dear reader, if the cracking of thunder and bolts of lightening strike, can I write to you about them? Will you hear me? When the snow falls so thick, you stare in wonder at the cold, frosted trees, can I dance with you in my mind, swirling under the dance of snowflakes? Will you read my poetry and capture the flow? Can I read the messages to the masses in your words and embrace the power you share?
You see, we have our pain and fears, and sometimes, not one soul knows. We bury them deeply. We want others to share in our passion, our love of life, or the struggles we face daily.
Until one day, we rise up and out of the ashes, a rebirth, a rebooted soul, a renewed hope stirs in us life full of the passion, joy, and strength we longed for in others, found, deep inside of us all along.
From there, we write our story, in the wonderful articles, blogs, and poetic phrases, knowing someone will hear them, will see them, and will, like us, become reborn, connected again at the source: the heart.
~Just a though by Pamela
This post was previously published on medium.com.
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