It’s been an intense week.
Regardless of your political affiliation, here in the U.S. and worldwide we’ve been through the wringer and come out changed. We’re all going through a lot right now. There’s much to process, contemplate, and recover from.
In the midst of all this, the important thing is to remember who we are. That we each have a purpose to fulfill.
If you’re hanging out with me in this little corner of the Universe, you’re called to write. To create with words, pen on page, fingers on keyboard.
A tremendous gift, writing is.
It has the power to open minds and hearts.
To express deeper truths.
To shine lights into the recesses of our humanity and unearth hidden gems and wounds.
To heal, inspire, strengthen, catalyze, and change.
To heal us individually as writers.
And even though it may be tempting to turn away from your writing right now, please don’t.
If not for others, for yourself. Because writing will remind you who you are, and what you were put here to do.
When my mother in law died in 2015, I clung to my writing as if it would save my life. It was my constant in a sea of pain and turmoil.
If you find yourself in that place now, as I do, let writing be the raft that carries you to shore.
I know that not everyone is hurting right now. It is likely that some among us are happy with this week’s outcomes. And that is your right.
But let us keep the focus on the larger vision. Our writing. Our truths. The messages we each have to share with the world. Because that’s why we’re here.