Just Keep Writing

So often people do what they do because they only thought they would like to do it. Once they start doing it they realize "this isn't for me." I know, I've done it a few times myself back in the day. If you're lucky, you stumble onto something that is at least tolerable and maybe even incredibly enjoyable. That's how I feel about writing.

I'm sure the many authors located here on Hubpages will attest to this very simple rule; we write because we like to write. I know there are wide-eyed folks out there whose idea of writing is more than a paycheck, as it should be. Writing is...an art form; a love affair with feelings, thoughts, memories, imagination and so much more. For me, it is simply the opportunity to be alone with myself for a while; an opportunity to express myself as I could in no other way.

When I first started writing I wanted to touch another human being in such a way that they were able to understand my heart, not only with what I said, but also with how I said it! I wanted my audience to feel every bit of what I was feeling at the time I was writing, even if we were separated by eons.

I have to admit now, however, that as much as I still want to bring my readers joy, pleasure and maybe a few simple moments of laughter, I am today, writing for my own joy, pleasure and moments of simple laughter. I especially like reviewing older works and words I've written, sometimes just to find out where I was intellectually and emotionally during past periods of my existence.

Writing brings me fulfillment because when I write I can hear myself think and I can imagine virtually anything and I can know that I am truly and exquisitely alive. I often find that through my writing I examine myself, looking for the seeds of happiness hidden by the great masters of long ago. Once examined and deciphered, I can determine if my writing or my life is on the course I want it to be, and if not, I just continue to hit the backspace key until all editing is complete and I am again on the path to beauty, peace and tranquility.

I am the happiest when, at the end of a piece I've authored, I sit momentarily and experience the feeling of Great-fullness that almost always arrives and envelops me with warmth, knowing I have expressed a portion of my soul. Then I think, how much better it can get as there are no limits...imagine that...no limits!

It is my sincere hope that you too, as you peruse the archives of your heart and soul, are able to discover a sentence of satisfaction or a paragraph of praise that goes beyond written word. I hope too, that you give yourself the gift of full felt expression of a life form living at it's highest level. And when, just by giving heed to your longing to put your thoughts, your being and your love on paper, you feel fulfillment like no other hour of your pendulum's sway. Bravo, my friends, bravo! Keep on going and write, write, write to your hearts content, filled to overflowing!

Peace be with you!