I must give my former self much thanks for deciding to travel for six months in Europe, because that is where my desire to share my experience via my blog transformed into a real passion for writing.
Writing is so many things to me at this point. For one it gives me the ability to slow down (not that my life is rushed) and meditate on my life. To creatively put my mind and heart on paper. Writing truly has become such a useful form of meditation in that it helps me continually see where I'm at, and also helps me create a vision of where I want to go. All day, thoughts come and go, but the act of writing them down helps the information, the ideas, sink deeper.
Another profound reason I love writing is because it helps me remember. Not only remember great experiences but remember the state in which I was in. Just in the past two months I've purchased over twenty new books and I've read through close to ten, so writing forces me to re-think through all that information, to string it all together in my mind in order to make it stick. What good is new information if it doesn't stick?
And then there is the obvious part of writing that I love. Sharing. And I mean genuinely sharing the depth of my mind and how I feel, because through that kind of sharing it not only becomes very therapeutic for me, but we all learn and grow together.
Man. I. Love. Writing.
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