Today I realized how important this process is to my well-being. The opportunity to sit down everyday and write has become therapeutic. I am finding that I am so much better able to express myself through writing than in social settings. How often do you think I talk about my emotions, fears, and hopes during the day? Not that I could not, but who really wants to hear about how my heart feels, or what I think about god? Guess what? My heart hurts. I cannot tell if it is a feeling I should be enjoying or if it is pain, but I am trying to enjoy it because it is something different than what I usually feel.
I do not know anything about god, only what others have told me. When I sit down and look for god I see beauty.
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