For those of you who love to write, you know … writing heals. It’s not just an avenue to get your words out into the world. It’s not just a tool with which to influence the masses, though it can be. 

Writing heals:

Do you believe writing heals? 

Just 13 short years ago now, we lost our first son 29 weeks into my pregnancy.  My emotions were raw to say the least. I was gutted in a way I had never known before. The depth of pain was something I couldn’t have imagined feeling. 

I didn’t plan to write and, I didn’t want to write. But, it seemed like I needed to. 

When I was young, I loved writing. It gave me a way to communicate to an unkind world… to let my pain out when no one listened. 

But, I started becoming critical of myself. I began judging my penmanship. Then, what was going on the page. It started to become a labor. 

My college professors said I wasn’t great at writing. I struggled with the fact I wasn’t a poet. 

I needed to write …

But, somehow … with pain, came words. 

I began writing terrible stories and journal entries. And, I just kept doing it. Because, though so many had told me this wasn’t my path … I believed it was. 

Writing is an action that releases our brain of trauma in a significant way. I found that as I wrote, I cried. And, as I cried … I felt like flying.  

You have the ability to “fly.” Except, so much emotion is often trapped within the body. This happens because we’ve never dealt with what’s going on inside of us. 

Are you willing to deal with you? Your life is important enough to unlock. Certainly, It’s time.

Write your story on a page. Throw it out if you don’t like it. Keep it as a reminder if you do. The action you take will itself be a journey worth taking.

What’s the story you’re telling yourself? Is it true? Maybe it’s time to start asking yourself bigger questions.