No rules to follow here:
what I've realized is that I don't always need to be inspired towards a theme, nor a particular idea of which to write of, there doesn't have to be any great meaning to my words. Neither is it from a sense of obligation to the page, practicing my chosen art form, not any reason at all really. Writing is simply a means of expression, and there are no rules to follow here, I am free to write whatever the moment holds for me, and if there is no grand inspiration to follow then it's enough for me to write whatever words happen to appear, giving verse to how I feel, or even just my fingers to the keyboard and allowing whatever thought is present to fall directly to the page.
there are no rules to follow here.
of course I love those moments of great inspiration, when every words is so freely given and expresses a sure and certain meaning. There's magic there, truly, as those inspired moments are simply beyond my skill and talent, arriving completely on their own, gifted to me, and I am grateful that they seem to be so often and easily given. Yet there's also many moments of a more quiet inspiration, more of a wish to put words on the page without any reason other than to see if any beauty will appear. Those moments too are cherished, although it took sometime for me to come to this sense of freedom, letting go of my demands to always be inspired towards some grand theme, and to just allow myself to write for the sake pf something smaller, nonsense really, an expression of whatever the moment holds for me. I had to learn to break my own self-imposed rules and write easily from the heart in any given moment.
like this one, right now,
and with no rules to follow here...
this is what I offer.
~
Peace, Eric
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