Then my writing turned into more legible scribbles and here's what showed up on the page: Dear Heavenly Parents. Thank you so much for my life and my dear family. Please bless me to be happy this day and to be able to lift up others and to feel connected to this little dot in space we call Earth.
Months later I imagined these words: "You are learning so much as you strive to move forward. You’re looking for blessings and you’re seeing more of them. Continue to seek and you’ll continue to find. Continue to love and to feel the love of others. Continue to express gratitude and to strive to improve your ability to serve others. Don't give into discouragement. Instead take courage, move, write and if you can't write just fill that page with scribbles of ink. Sometimes you just need to get the ink out of the pen. Don't think of it as writing. It's just something to fill the page, something to calm the soul. Continue."
Beautifully expressed. You have a gift for writing and hope you will always be able to find in yourself a reason to slow down enough to write your wonderful thoughts.
ReplyDeleteI, on the other hand, have felt a void to write my thoughts and feelings. I just can't do it anymore. I can't blog. I don't know what to say. My feelings are still very confused and scrambled. Life is busy and I find it so easy to put off the writing for another day, and then another, and another again, until I just don't do it at all. I hope to find the strength and will to return someday to write.