Life is not consistent and neither is my frame of mind. With outside circumstances barreling at me as an opposing brigade fires unsuspected shots of reality my way, I find myself playing the game of avoidance. Avoiding the inevitable stream of negative emotions appears to be more than just a battle tactic. It is my shield of security. And I hide behind it.
Writing, the love of my life, unfortunately is something I also avoid when my raw emotions flail unchecked and negativity splatters onto the page.
My fear and crumbs of hopefulness intertwine into messy prose.
I am a creative. My emotions seethe beneath the surface in an overreacting human practice. Many times I find myself struggling to speak, feel, or even think. However, a powerful message from within continues to surge with pressure from my core.
How many times have we heard, “perspective is everything”? Monumental and pivotal moments in our lives often define the lens we look through. Our unique experiences have built windows in our souls. Since our personalized view is created from within, only we can choose to see beauty or ugliness.
This struggle is real. I now share with you something I hate to admit even to myself. Optimism does not always come easy for me. Thus, positive reminders are used as fuel to publish my writing again.
Hope can be lost amidst the stormy seas of uncertainty, but it can be regained once we look for the sun on the horizon. Search for it, capturing the moment it peeks out, even if the light appears diffused by the gloom. Believe in the clearing of the fog and make way for the manifestation of hope.
Fill your notebook with hope’s positive energy, so when the clouds of doom settle in your soul you can call on those words to once again regain your balance and energize your new beginning.
Back in hope,
© Erika K Rothwell