The Adventure Continues…
Finding The Emotional Words
“Vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy, and creativity. It is the source of hope, empathy, accountability, and authenticity. If we want greater clarity in our purpose or deeper and more meaningful spiritual lives, vulnerability is the path.”
― Brené Brown
The experience of coming home has been what I expected and, yet, not at all. It’s clear on a deep level within, my wants, desires and beliefs shifted and did the cha-cha on the hiking trails of Texas and New Mexico.
I see aspects of the old version of me crop up for me to face and transform. A common afterthought is, Oh, I don’t like how I responded to X. I have come to witness I am no longer the woman they know me as with all of the well-worn self-sabotaging habits. Several of them do not care for my unpredictable lifestyle and strongly suggest I grow up, get over it and do what makes them feel more secure about our relationship. With my enlightened perspective, I suppose I’ve always been on a quest for freedom from a place of rebellion. I’ve been told I’m a rebellious shit. A loving shit, a compassionate and hard-working shit with a large dose of rebellion.
Since I’ve been back, and I really hate to admit this because today I officially begin my role as a guide for writers, I’ve avoided writing. I’m not talking about writing content for websites and a client’s promotional items. I mean, anything that has to do with emotions. Oh my… The emotions were a bit crazy when I first arrived in Michigan. I’ve adjusted over the past month and feel like the me that I found somewhere on Highway 40.
Isn’t there a saying about you can never come home? Eh, doesn’t matter. It’s not the point of the thought-ramblings I am dumping onto this page.
The reason I haven’t really put my pen to paper in the mornings is because I’m afraid of what I’ll write. Sounds silly; now that I write that out. Vulnerability, for a writer, is where the good stuff is. You know, the relatable stuff.
Before you claim I’m suggesting to people to air their dirty laundry for all to see, pause and think. It’s the emotions you feel that’s relatable. Writing with that emotion and passion of the moment draws from within the words to describe what would otherwise lifelessly lay on the page.
The emotional hell, elation and all things in between enhance the storytelling possess to bring the reader into a space of feeling the emotions you once felt and its role in the message you’re attempting to relay. This goes for both carefully crafted works of art and sloppy renditions of a drunken night in fictional and non-fictional writings. The intent is to bring both you and the audience to that moment to feel that emotion to see that situation from a recognizable point of view (or better yet, instill a new point of view).
Today I begin a new quest, journey, adventure or whatever active noun I feel like tossin’ in the mix. I’m a writer, it is what I do. A common theme I found while doing that soul-searching thing and doing the Marie Forleo’s B-School Fun Sheets is I am on a mission to guide individuals exhausted from nurturing others and the stagnation of daily routines to ignite self-love through the power of their words.
For the longest time I thought my mission was to assist women to transform their existence from a point of exhaustion from nurturing others and the stagnation of daily routines to a lifestyle of passion and balance. What was missing is the HOW.
So now I get it. I had to get away from all that was recognizable to not only find myself, but my words – my story. So now I shall put Pen To Paper and inspire myself and others to write.
Explore the adventures that got me here…
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