I haven't written in such a long time.
Seems like I've been drowned in the chatter.
The chatter of everyday obligation and the little in between indulgences that seem all together short and meaningless. It's like I'm just trying to catch up with myself. Over and over again.
Trying to hear my inner voice in between the chatter of work work work and hussle.
The chatter of social media. Everyone is trying to SAY something. Trying to find a voice.
Wanting someone to HEAR them. To witness them. To support them. To love them. To validate them. I too, have a voice. Drowned out by all of the mundane and repetitive chatter.
Fighting to be heard. Fighting to hear myself. Fighting to hear GOD. Fighting to understand my own validity too.
And here I am- wondering when and how to do that. Knowing that it will take sacrafice. And that I can't run away from my obligations. But that I have to be selective about what I spend my spare time on. Knowing that at times it may feel like WORK. But that it's fruitful work. Creative work that will fill my soul. I can't even remember myself as being a creative person anymore. Exactly WHEN have I been creative? Exactly where and how do I execute my gifts? When do I spend the time writing, reading, singing, dancing, and feeding my SOUL?
When is there time for it? When does my mind stop thinking about all the worries and obligation long enough to reflect on my soul's longings?
Well...back to work for now.
This makes me think about all the chatter in my own head and motivates me to become silent and go inside. Thank you Pink Butterfly. This is well written and feels like it's from the heart. Love Dad
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