Stepping Into A Sleeping Past

The new journey that I'm on - in the world of my own story, has me looking back in order to move forward. As a writer, in order to write real, I have to write what I know. I don't know that this rule is universal, though I've heard it a time or two before. I would wager every writer has their own technique, their own tap to reach the muses.

But for me, I have to step into a path that I've previously trodden and review it with new eyes. A fallen leaf of a memory will catch me and wrap around my wrists - guiding them to the keyboard for creation. Today I am sitting contented with my exploration into years ago.

It's much easier now, to embrace emotions that once made me squirm and fight. To recognize that nothing is permanent and change will shift the landscape without any help from me. I simply have to bare witness and the story flows out - glad to finally reveal itself and renew me in the process.

There are many ways to get to a story you're wishing to tell. But the key (for me) is to be gentle, fearless and welcoming. Because it's all there, inside the storage boxes in my mental haven. I just have to open the lid and peak inside. The words will stretch their arms, yawn and clamor out. So this is me, stepping out of their way and nodding hello.

Today's word is: élan