Overkill

A lot of times I want to write a blog and I feel like my hands are tied. I feel like I can't write about what I truly want or how I really feel about a situation for fear that I'll get backlash. I mean really, look at today's world, you screw up once and people want to crucify you. They'll call for your job and next your head. Mind you, I'm only on my second blog in so I'm rather new to all this, but still, I wonder if it wouldn't be wise to keep my thoughts to myself. I could keep my opinions bottled up, but sooner or later the words just spill forth. Whether they are here on this blog or in one of the many journals I keep, the dam always breaks. I consider it a way to relieve the stress I have thanks to an over active mind.

I find writing to be therapeutic even if my words never see an audience. It's a way to spill my feelings and emotions out on to paper or on the computer and just get them out from within me. It's my way to empty the pools of my mind and allow fresh new ideas to pour through from where ever my ideas flow forth from. I'd like to say it's a channel to keep my sanity in check, but I'm pretty sure I've lost that a long time ago in this jumbled and maddening journey we call life.

 I've also noticed these ideas are a use or lose them sort of deal. If they aren't written down or drawn up, after a while they are lost to the sands of time. While I usually don't get very interesting ideas, I do stumble across a few intriguing thoughts on how to view life or the world in general. I have gotten a few good book ideas which I have tried to write out as well, but they all ended in fragmented states. Someday I'll write that novel...but as for right now, just writing is more important to me.

"Whether you're are keeping a journal or writing as a meditation, it's the same thing. What's important is you're having a relationship with your mind."

--Natalie Goldberg

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