Ever since the Rhythm of Life Design class, I've been addicted to the internet again. I wake up in the morning and the first thing I do is check my email, to see if one of my new friends has sent me something inspirational. Friday morning I woke up and the first thing I did was read this blog post.
I write, therefore I am a writer. There, I've said it. And I'm feeling more and more like one everyday. As I have experiences now, I try to figure out how I will convert my thoughts and feelings about them to the page, and I can't wait to get them there. I realize this probably isn't a good thing, because it's not helping me live in the moment, which is something I know I need to work on. As I go about my day I find myself thinking, "how can I convert these thoughts and experiences into words, how do I get these thoughts onto the paper." I desperately want to convey them as powerfully as they appear in my head, but I normally feel like something has been lost in the translation. I will admit it's getting easier, and I am getting better at it.
It's a long, slow evolution, but I'm in it for the long haul. I guess you could call it Spiritual Evolution of the Pilot, instead of the Bean. I write, therefore I am a writer. Thanks for the words of wisdom and inspiration Stephanie.