Writing from the heart
I have never professed to be a writer but I have been able to tap into a reservoir of feelings, emotions, pain, joy, sadness, triumph and personal experiences that have affected me in such a way that I was drawn to a medium in which I could express and voice my thoughts in words that seemed to come naturally once I felt inspired to open up and express myself. I truly believe we all have the need to open up and address what is most important to us so we can truly be liberated and free from all that holds us back. If we are not free to express ourselves then we will never truly grow as a person.
We all have to experience pain and hurt to grow and mature. Life is about learning and taking on challenge and commitment. We know that we will have to go out into the world one day and make a life for our-self and be heard. It can be a very scary place but if we are prepared we can really make a difference and find the success and happiness we are seeking. It will not happen overnight but if we believe in our-self and we find acceptance and realize that there will be those who are better than us and those who will be on our level then we will come to know where we stand and where we are headed.
The one thing that separates us from all other creatures is that we are prone to emotion and we know one day we will die. At some point in our life we will come to accept our mortality but it will take a long time and we will not know how we will feel until we actually face that time. When you think about it sometimes you wonder what it is really all about and what is it that we are here for. So many things go through your mind. You wonder about anything and everything. The flood of questions just seem to be never ending and all you can do is to live your life day by day. Sometimes you catch a glimpse of life from the distance for the rich and famous and you wonder what separates them from us common folk. Why are their lives so special and why do they make such a major impact in life with all their riches and others seem to disappear into the background leading a happy but very humble life. It seems we all want to be rich and famous but most of us live to be honorable and hard working people trying to make an honest living. No one can be faulted for that but we all have a dream that sometimes is never realized and does this make our life incomplete?
I don't believe so if we know we are trying our best and that we have family there for us always. No one is an island. We all need someone in our life to share our hopes, our dreams and our love with. Is success measured by the type of car we drive or the size of the house we live in or the amount of children we raise? It seems we all equate success with accomplishment and the amount of assets we hold and I wonder if that is what life is all about. It just seems so superficial if that was all we were here for was to acquire materialistic assets and live in a world of excess when there is so much human suffering, starvation and misery around us. I just can't figure why there is so much inequity in the world and why there is so much tragedy and sorrow. How can we be happy when all we see is sadness?
I try to console my son when he asks me questions that I can not answer because the truth is too painful to reveal. Sometimes I believe children see things in black and white and that is because of their innocence. As we age we start to understand but we become more cynical and hardened as a person. We seem to lose the wonder and promise that we once had and when that happens we realize we have lost our youth and our innocence and we pray that our children will rise above those feelings and see things in a better light.
I have come to learn that life is far from perfect and we truly need to have the love and support of others in our life to find our way and our level of success. We will most likely never realize our maximum potential but that is ok if we put our best foot forward and lead an exemplary life filled with faith, courage, love, heart, patience and devotion. If we live with this then we will find a way to smile and be happy. We don't all have to be like Mark Zuckerberg, though we would love to have our own "facebook" idea that would lead to financial success beyond our wildest imagination.
Writing is a way to come full circle in our life and to tell a story that has real meaning to us and will enable us to document something personal that will allow us to find true healing and leave an intangible gift for our loved ones. It is a diary to our soul and we need to be responsible and write with passion and with the intention of sharing something special with those who are special to us.
I can't help but refer to a book that had a profound impact on my life as a young adult and it was a story of the coming of age and the sad tale of a young girl in hiding with her family during the Nazi occupation. It was revealed from a teen-aged girl's point of view who was starting to grow into a young lady but her life was put on hold as she had no contact with the outside world. What kept her going was her imagination, her love of life and her dreams which sadly were not to be. I truly felt for her and her family and the sad reality was that her story was very real and sadly she and most of her family died in the concentration camps. Her father was the only survivor and when he was given this gift he realized the importance of it as it portrayed the thoughts, ideas, feelings, emotions, dreams and realities written with love by his daughter, Anne Frank. I was very touched by her spirit and her innocence and her will to endure for as long as she possibly could. She wrote from her heart and she liberated her soul and provided a beautiful gift to mankind. She inspires us all with her writing and I will never forget her beautiful diary.
Edward D. Iannielli III