Joy of Self Expression

What took me so long to get this blog on a roll?

My mind was still having a bit of trouble accepting that it has a lot of wisdom to share. Ever since the venom of the sting of seriousness seeped in to the mind it developed the side effect of conducting itself in a state of apprehension of what people think of me.

The inkling that is always working with me right along side the inner critic continued to helped me treat mind with dignity and respect by raising its potency of silence.

I clearly recall the day inner critic had enough of mind’s determination to put apprehension in proper perspective. I felt a vibration in my innermost being. The brain translated it loud and clear.

Do you not want to know the real you? Brokenness, brokeness and all answered in gusto, “yes”

I rekindled the zeal for wriitng, for a very long time I kept referring to it as a hobby. It was okay to begin by calling it that but five years ago when it began to manifest into an achievabe goal I should have recognized it for what it was becoming.

I suppose the fact that I kept writing even more after each bit of doubt crept up was a sure sign that the desire had not gone. It is either that or the intention failed to take not yet for an answer. For every reason I thought the timing sucked, or that the dream was just too big for me, I had ten reasons to go ahead so I took out the mask and came face to face with whom I am.

The wind of change did a real number on me when it uncovered all my layers of dross and made me take a good look at who I am beneath the dust.

A powerful person full of production and potential possibilities!