I am not a “writer”. I have never published a novel. Poetry is not my thing. I am not that eloquent. I love to “spell check”.
I am not the owner of multiple degrees. My awards shelf is small and the accolades are yet to arrive.
I write though. I write to express my thoughts. I write to share ideas. I write for me and I guess in the end I am writing for you.
There’s something about have someone else read my thoughts. It is even better out loud. It’s like a second chance at thinking it through.
Sometimes when I hear my BLOG read, I hear the words I wanted to say but somehow didn’t.
Imagine if you had someone else in your head to read your words back to you before you spoke them. Before you hurt someone with careless comments. Before you said “hate”. Maybe you wouldn’t be so quick to say no or even yes.
Maybe if I could of had you read me my thoughts when I was making all those poor choices… maybe I would have done things differently or not at all. Perhaps I wouldn’t have said some of the things I said or acted the way I did.
Perhaps though, I would not have lived this life at all. There is something about hearing my thoughts with such eloquence and clarity that makes me sound smarter.
Here’s the reality though. Most of us don’t have our thoughts read back to us. We have to trust ourselves. Sometimes that person is a scary person to trust. Maybe, just maybe we’re not supposed to have that angel on our shoulder. In the end the universe might just want us to learn from our own mistakes and have no filter at all. Really isn’t that what life is all about?
I think we actually get this opportunity given to us everyday. It may be the role of a mom or dad, teacher, sister, brother, uncle, coach, doctor, friend, partner, the speaker in the assembly or stranger you meet only once. What if they are telling us that we need to rethink our choices, decisions or path. We choose not to listen though because we don’t need to be “told”. We already know.
I think we are supposed to listen but we don’t. It takes forever for us to learn. Hey, maybe it’s this blog?
In the end I still like it when you read my BLOGS back to me.