We all have the inate ability to create something out of ourselves. We are born with it...but we forget the moment the world sinks its clutches and teeth into our souls.
We become jaded, focused on the world around us...formed into a lifeless blueprint of the Matrix. Shaped by social, religious, cultural and gender conditioning. Influenced by social media, and the opinions of others.
My journey into discovering the deeper side of myself, the writer wanting to break free, was not easy. It involved a lot of spiritual growth, which in itself is painful. To shed the cocoon of restrictions I allowed the world to wrap me in, unleashed a river of words.
Never, and still, could I have imagined these words coming from my soul. It is where I write from, where the spoken word is just inadequate. Sentences and phrases from a place where time and the chains of slavery do not exist.
Let me be clear though...when I write a poem it usually takes me a minimum of 5 minutes and max 15 minutes. And when I read what I have written...oh wow, sometimes I just cry...and almost always questioning "Universe, is this for me?" I floor myself every time.
I cannot describe what goes on in my mind, but my heart is there for everyone to see. What else can I be but love in a world lost?
My writing has connected me with the most beautiful people, people connected to me by an useen thread, woven through multiple dimensions, tied to my heart and soul. And each and everyone of them has a unique and special gift.
Forever grateful.
I will however share more of myself as time passes and also answer questions from anyone commenting here.❤️
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