What Needed to be Said
This 2500 words a day challenge is kicking my ass.
That doesn’t mean I am not enjoying it. It does mean that it is far more challenging than I first imagined.
Hmm…Isn’t that how most things are? At least the stuff that really matters.
Let me think about that a minute.
Every thing I’ve ever done in my life that really mattered to me has presented far more of a challenge than I originally expected.
(There is a lesson in there. I’m sure of it!)
So, clearly writing 2500 days or more specifically, writing, i.e.my writing, really matters to me.
There. I said it.
My writing matters…at least to me.
I guess that’s what needed to be said.
Now I started the post to tell you all about the awful things I wrote last night. The horrible things I wrote about people I once said I “loved”.
But it took a different turn. (As life often does.)
What really came out of last night’s diatribe about my so-called ex-loves was this: space.
Space in my body.
Space in my mind.
Space in my soul.
In finding a way to let go of all of the crappy thoughts I’d been carrying around, I created space to hear what really needed to be said.
I am a writer. And my writing is important to me.
I am a writer. I will no longer discount it or dismiss it.
I write for me.
I write for you.
I write because it is the way my soul sings.
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Hmmm – beautiful post and a really good question. I think what needs to be said is "I am a healer" but I'm not sure of all the ways in which that will ultimately manifest itself in my life. Which is why it's hard to say it. Maybe I need to "write" on it (instead of meditate or maybe in addition to meditating on it!)
Welcome, Jessica!
Thanks for the feedback (and RT!). And congratulations for saying it "I am a healer." YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
Write it over and over and over again, if you must. The ways it will manifest may bubble up and then again, it may not. I found the more I wrote the same thing, the more I owned it and then my Higher Perspective took over.
Meditate on it, write it, say it 1000 times a day. If if needs to be said–SAY IT!
And let the magic happen.
Oh my goodness yes, you are a writer. That is just freaking beautiful.
The garbage I was carrying around in my head was finally spoken yesterday, in an email that I first wrote as part of my #2500wds. I told a friend, gently but firmly, that I needed to focus on my stuff now, not hers.
She apparently took it very well, because today, for the first time in years, she gave me space to do my work instead of monopolizing my whole day with her crises. Not to say her problems aren't real or that she doesn't deserve my support, but I need that space. Should have told her a long time ago, heh.
::breathing a big sigh of relief::
Thank you. Your tweet last night inspired me this morning. And welcome to my very personal (and not so private anymore) blog
I wish you could see me doing the happy dance for you, Miss LaVonne.
Your friend needed you to do just what you did. By finally putting the oxygen mask on yourself first, you demonstrated just how much you believe in her. We all need more friends with that sort of belief in us.
Good gracious, though. If you were not focused on your *stuff* before, I can’t wait to see what emerges now! Hang on to your hats, world! Miss LaVonne has been unloosed!!!!!
Your declaration is huge, Lisa.
A writer’s job is to tell the truth. And you just told the truth about who and what you are — a writer. Then you told the truth about how you felt about your writing — that it matters, that it’s important to you. Now there’s some bold truthtelling. I wonder where the truth will lead you next? Writing 2500 words/day will probably get you to “next” pretty darned quick!
(PS: Wait ’til you see my post on Tuesday. It’s about being a “real” writer. I think you’ll get a kick out of it and out of the synchronicity of our two posts.)
(PPS: Guess what? Your writing matters to me too. It’s important to me too.)
Thank you, Miss Carol. You said to me a while back that truth telling was my responsibility as a writer. I was totally OK with the “truth telling” part, but as you suspected, not so much with the “writer.” I wasn’t ready to own it. But you hung in there with me until I could create the space to see it, hear it, feel it, be it, OWN IT.
I am a writer, indeed.
I can’t wait to read your post. Synchronicity seems to be in the air.
Lisa. Perfect. It matters. I love you your community-our ever-growing band of 2500ers. And I’m a writer and a healer. Who works with writers. Its all I ever wanted–to write and to be surrounded by people who love letters and words as I do. 2500 wds has given me that space and clarity. Not just the words that I’m writing–but you and lavonne and slackermom and t etc etc who support me. Thanks for being gloriously you!
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A writer and a healer.
Doesn’t that feel good to say?
I am so thrilled that the community you have longed for is surrounding you in expected and unexpected ways. I for one, never saw any value in Twitter. Yet, looks what it’s brought us: T, Slackermom, lipdesign, LaVonne, Peter…not to mention the #lyt crew. I didn’t imagine a year or so ago when you did my hand reading that we’d become bonded by our unspoken dreams. But here we are. Who knew that writing 2500 words a day could yield so much joy?
And if it wasn’t for my community here at Lisa-Unmasked, I may have never discovered the courage to show up to the dance at all.
And that needed to be said.
Mwah!
I love you ALL.
I was inspired to join your quest of 2500+. I took the first step to purge my truth.
Well, better get busy.
Thanks for providing the vehicle, hope you don’t mind another passenger.
So excited that you are joining us, Pam! You will love the group and the support is AMAZING. But the best part is that you’ll finally be expressing what needs to be said.
Hope you can join us on Twitter as well.