Writing. It is not always easy. There are times we try to stop our life from pouring from our finger tips to the keys, but we usually are not successful. If we could only write, without exposing our feelings this writing journey would be easier. If we could pour our feelings into our writing and not feel them, it would make our life so much easier too!
Yet, this is not the case for writers is it? Not long ago I published my first book. What was the toughest part of the publishing? In many places in the book I exposed my heart. I exposed my pain. I exposed my struggles. I exposed my tears, my sadness and my joy. I hung it all out for all to see.
When we write this way, there are times it brings a backlash from people around us. Did you need to share that? Isn’t that a bit much? Why are you so transparent? Then the opposing side; Why didn’t you share more? Where is the rest of the story? Why are you not more transparent?
The life of a writer. People read our words and they cause reactions that we have no control over. For that is what a writer does. We cause emotions to surface, the good, the bad, the ugly, the beautiful and the joyful. We are hated. We are loved. We are ignored and we are lavished with attention.
If we are not careful this life can easily become a life that spins us in circles. Yet, if we keep writing, and pour out our heart, whether people love us or hate us, people are reading what we write.
Each year instead of a New Years Resolution the Lord gives me a word for the year. Yes, if you are wondering what that means when I say the Lord gives me a word, I am a christian. I am a Christ following. I believe every word in the word of God, the bible. I believe every word is true and inspired by God!
My word for 2014 was beauty. This word assisted me to see beauty in tough times. For 2015 my word arrived early. My word for 2015 is thankful. A year of thankfulness is on its way. In fact it is beginning now! It is also a year of publishing 3 books and travel! Beauty and thankfulness!
A word for my blog followers and readers; Never give up! If you do you may miss what is waiting for you just around the corner.
As I listen to this song all kinds of relationships apply to this song. For me this song reminds me that as we build a team for The Relationship Project, we will build a team that will stand by each other. Maybe someone needs to hear these words tonight. A few times in my life organizations threw me overboard and disconnected. BUT it did not stop me from moving forward or continuing on with what I am to do in this world.
Tonight I finally received confirmation of the why a group threw me overboard. What I was observing without speaking was right on! Many times people will give us a reason that is not the true reason. Beware of people who are ladder climbers, they will sacrifice you for their gain. They will even talk about you behind your back and there will be times they will reveal the truth without realizing they are revealing it. Listen closely to what is said and what is written.
If one group of people throw us overboard, it does not mean we must discontinue our vision or plan. In fact what usually happens is we will find ourselves in the middle of a new group of people and what we are working on will grow to huge proportions if we DO NOT GIVE UP, stay focused and be discerning with who we bring up close to our projects. Whether your dream is to write or to travel; make a plan, set short term goals and long term goals, take a step and eventually you will find yourself at your destination.
As for me, I am standing with you! As for my readers, make a decision and do not give up! (Nancy J. the author of Life Time Writer.)
Today I decided to live my day in quiet contemplation. I thought of my trip to Africa a few years ago and 3 others countries. These trips changed my life forever. In fact they changed the way I listen in the U.S.A. They changed what I see as struggle in comparison to those who complain in the U.S.A.
Today after church I made my way to a local McDonald’s, ordered a coffee and a chicken sandwich and found a quiet corner. I sat with my tablet, paper and pen and wrote a few thoughts on what I will be writing on this week.
A young couple sat next to me and we began a conversation about technology. They left and replaced by a family. We also had an interesting conversation and we laughed together. Their grade school children were having problems imagining what life was like before games and smart phones.
Eventually I packed everything up and wished my new friends a good day and made my way to my car. A young man began to chat with me about the weather. I stopped and we laughed and we chatted. As I drove away I thought of the many people who try to take away my joy in this season of my life. They are the ones who want me to live immersed in their struggles and listen 24/7. They forget that those who lead and listen have feelings too. You see this all began a couple of weeks ago when I was hanging out with friends.
In our conversation these were the words that flowed out of my lips, “I have no life, living here.” I am reminded of the same words tonight, I decided I will not feel guilty for taking a break from listening to others in this city.
This is my season, and I am walking into new relationships with a decision to choose joy. With a focus on my family who I love very much.
Today I sit quietly as I work. It is a writing and designing day. It is raining in my area and for me, this brings a peacefulness that surrounds me. Rainy days bring back memories that cause me to smile. The season when my children were not old enough to attend school and I was a stay at home mom were precious days.
The play for the day was inside; lunch, naps, books and scattered toys, as we laughed together. At times a little fighting between my two children would break out, but nothing major. Except for reading the newspaper, watching the news on T.V. or spending time with friends and family we lived in our little shut in world. It was a season of life, with no internet, no social networks, or a blog to write on.
I ask myself this question today, “Would I trade today for yesterday?” No, because now my children are grown, they are on their own and this is our season of life. Yesterday, is in the distance and I smile as it continues to rain. For this season of life, is precious to me in a new way. The beauty of a season, on a quiet rainy day.
1- There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.