A Place to Start

A place to start:

it's a rare morning that I stare at an empty page and not know what I'll be writing. Sometimes I'll not have an opening line that begins the proceeding flow of words, but at least I'll have a theme in mind, and then it's simply a matter of trading thoughts around until the right idea captures my imagination. Often, I'll come to the page with only an opening line and an entire theme will build from there, surprising me with the eventual outcome. But it's seldom that I arrive at my desk without a single idea in mind in which to write of, no theme, nor first line, just the emptiness of the page to greet me. 

and that's okay too.

it's a place to start.

there was a time though, when that would have completely scared me as a writer, believing that inspiration had to be apparent from the beginning or that a struggle would ensue. An empty page wasn't a place to start but a challenge to be filled, having arrived to the page full of ideas that would mark me as a writer, and all I had to do was arrange them in a perfect order. Emptiness was an impediment to my success, a frightening prospect if it lasted longer than a moment. 

which of course it often did.

and I found little joy in writing.

the turn around for me was the rediscovery of my own place to start, that I possessed a true beginning point with every moment that was just as empty as any page. There was never a challenge for this inherent emptiness to be filled, life always flowed through me, indeed, that I myself was the actual content, as well as capacity, for the story of life to be told. Every moment was a place to start, a perfect opportunity for inspiration to unfold, and it all happened completely in its own.

nothing to be frightened of at all.

so with this, there began a re-enchantment of my own sense of emptiness along with an ever present curiosity for whatever might appear. I am constantly being filled, never having to reach for the next idea, nor wait for a sudden burst of inspiration. Everything comes to me, truly so, an entire universe appears exactly as it's needed, no effort from me required. Emptiness isn't a challenge to be filled, it's the pure potentiality of my existence. 

it's always, and only...

my continuous beginning. 

~

Peace, Eric 

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Thank you, Eric