Please note: for the exercise with today’s lesson, you will need a separate paper and pencil or pen. For this exercise, I prefer you write by hand rather than use the keyboard.
Create for Your Life Now - Inspiration - Contemplation - Artistic Action
PRINCIPLES: Devotion Passion Courage Purpose Conscious Action
PRINCIPLE #4 – PURPOSE
It is an important question to ask and continue asking as you are writing – be it working on a specific project or just writing for. .. a reason beyond your knowing.
Today, we will write from among the most basic prompts:
I write because:
With Free Flow writing, the words come off the edge of the pencil and all writing rules evaporate. You simply let the pencil move.
No thinking.
No judgment.
No correcting as you go. Chances are, your writing has something to tell you that you don’t know yet.
As author Kit Reed wrote, “Beginning to write, you discover what you have to write about.”
I write because:
You might think, “I don’t have time or space to write” and I ask you to remember Harriet Beecher Stowe, 19th Century writer of the classic work, “Uncle Tom’s Cabin.” She wrote this masterpiece at the age of39 – during this time in history, many women didn’t make it to age 39. She had eight children and a household to manage without the convenience of today.
She wrote in chunks and fits and starts, writing, as she says, guided by the hand of “Another” – she didn’t guide the writing, she let the writing guide her.
I write because:
There is a sacredness of the pencil coming
together with the page, the moment your history
becomes inscribed in one-ness with the page.
It is like the organ pipes, glistening and sweaty.
The pipes are sweaty when I personify them,
anyway. The holy leaders wrap the room with
incense and the thickness of their voices
while chanting.
My pen leaves its mark on the page, the gentle
tracings of its kiss.
I write because:
The marks are soft, like traces of perfume or
the hanging scent of cookies baked earlier in
the day. No scars or soreness is left behind,
the shadows are as light as butterfly wings and
at the same time have as much energy to
whip up a typhoon. Or two. Or three.
It is no small business, this sacred procession,
this holy parade, this walking meditation of
letters, words, sounds, emotions, echoes
reaching from my heart to yours and then
connecting more deeply with yours and
then out into your echo and the next until
all the world can see the organ pipes sweating
and feel the vibration of a deeply passionate
chord woven between all who can hear.
It is because they finally, absolutely, truly
and heartfully hear.
I write because:
There is a sacredness of the pencil
coming together with the page.
It is your turn:
I write because:
I write because:
I write because:
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