Throughout the past few months I’ve learned to appreciate the art of writing. Writing for me hasn’t always been the best remedy to release any type of emotion because I never truly understood it, but I think that’s just it; one doesn’t need to understand it in order to do it. Surprisingly, through writing, I’ve learned things about myself and others. I’ve learned a new way of expression, another way to release tension, and let go of those energies that are hidden deep inside me. I see it as a way of meditation.
For those of you who write, either for fun or as a profession, you might understand where I’m coming from. It’s a great art form that is sometimes overlooked and not as appreciated as others. For those of you who don’t (like myself), yet have some hidden thoughts inside of you that feel the need to burst out with passion, open your mind to it, try it as a new form of self-liberation. Believe me, it helps 😉 That piece of paper may just become your new best friend and a precious piece of yourself.
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
– Ernest Hemingway