I started this blogpost unsure of the direction I wanted to take. All I knew is, write. now.
…and that is all I am going to honour, right now.
When you feel an innate pull towards something, you follow through. When you’re driven, you drive. When you decide, you commit.
When you are a writer, you write.
Seth Godin once said that he does not get ‘writers’ block’ because writing for him is as natural as speaking and because human nature, we never run out of something to say. Heck, if you know me, you know I do not know to hit mute. Sometimes at least. Other times, that is all I want to do: be quiet. Happens when I have been giving my time, energy, heart without taking time to recharge. I digress.
Y’all, I have missed this. Really, I have. I was (fake) happy looking through my blog everyday and seeing my last post dated two weeks ago. After all, I have been busy. (Yeah girl, yet you find the time to sit and stare at the roof at least a dozen times a day).
I am learning to immerse myself in self care. Writing is one of the ways I nurture my spirit. So, I am writing more. A lot more. When I started writing at about 14, I could not name a more blissful space. At 20, I decided to blog which though daunting, was similarly blissful because I could now enlighten, encourage and reach out to like minds. I was in a space that allowed me to utilise more than just one of my gifts. But life happened. And stats happened. And yo–I allowed systems (social, economic, political) to distract me. You know what they say about distractions, right? I don’t either, but I can imagine it is something along the lines of “remember why you started” and “stay true to your path”. Writing/blogging has put me in spaces that I would not otherwise be in. I am learning to see the glory in that.
My heart is completely taken by gratitude in this moment. It is nourishing. I have been in a bit of a slump and haven’t allowed myself to soak in all of life’s goodness like I used to. But it’s all coming back to me and I am here for it. It’s the process of blooming, for me at least. Seasons.
The practice of gratitude keeps your heart set on good. I am now into writing 5 things I am grateful for every day/night. Alright, when I am tired I will at least verbally acknowledge. Excuses are in plenty around here (I am working on it).
Tonight, I am especially grateful for:
- Life. I am here. I get to wake up, breathe, eat, do amazing things, sleep and wake up AGAIN. I get to try and be better, do better. I get to create a legacy. Lessons learnt, priceless moments, amazing memories and letting go of dead weight.
- Family. I am really grateful for my family, even though I may not show it enough. God chose a special bunch for me. It is comforting to know that they are with me and my prayer for them is always an overflow of blessings and peace.
- Laughter. Laughing makes my eyes so bright and my heart so light. I am so grateful that I get to be happy and surrounded by people and things that make me laugh.
- Courage. To make choices and changes, own my mistakes, call myself out, be self compassionate and true to myself. To really show up for me. I am fond of who I am growing to be, protective of that and thankful that I am standing by my love.
- Gifts. I started working on a poetry series that I have been putting off for months. Who knows how long it will take me to write. What I am certain of is that falling back in love with writing is happening and it is beautiful.
Eternally thankful to God for his endless sea of Grace.
Love and Love,