I’m reading through a few entries in my first private journal started in 2013. The only person I shared that journal with often said even my writing style was poetic. At the time, I did not see that. About 2 years after starting that journal, a creative writing flow was set free in me and this poetry blog was born. In recent months, I’ve begun a second poetry blog which is not anonymous. Felt like the time had come to be more public with whatever content I was comfortable to share as ‘me’. 🙂
Below is my first entry in that initial top secret (!) journal writing blog. I want to turn it into an official poem yet leaving it as is feels right.
Whoever you are, I want to tell you I already LOVE the creative flow in you and cannot wait until you share it with the rest of us. Whether you choose to write anonymously as I did here or write publicly as yourself, the exhilaration of sharing will cause new levels of freedom and creativity to be activated within.
August 2013 Journal Writing
During meditation, I kept feeling tight pain in my chest and followed the instructions to direct my breath there. As the physical tightness unwrapped and relaxed, tears began flowing. My heart is broken for my sister’s loss, yet there is recognition of pain layers going much deeper than recent events can explain.
Rivers of wrong rising up and a slow rinsing away of injustice with each teardrop.
Pain is wearisome yet when embraced like the wretched porcupine it is, it turns into joy unending. The greatest pain is overcome by an even deeper joy, always.
Hope is born in new dimensions and colors at the oddest of moments.