Writing is good for the soul. It forces a person to be silent and go within, an experience most Americans are usually too afraid to do on a regular basis. But I do it regularly. Yeah, I write little responses to people’s posts on Facebook.
I search myself for what I believe is the right response for the moment I am in, and I share it with whoever might read it. For that brief few seconds that I have read the post and looked inside for a comment, I have entered the world of the Creative Being. Yes, I become an artist, one seeking to dwell deep in that well of authenticity, charm and every now and then, a little bit of the inspirational.
I withdraw from that nectar and slowly return to the surface and “lo and behold,” I have painted on the canvas called a computer t
“Completed” I say to myself. “Sated,” is another word that comes to mind.
Now, let’s move onto my next Facebook friend who moved me to write. God bless ‘em one and all!