I love to write. There is nothing that soothes my soul more than a quiet hour with a chai tea latte and a notebook or a blank screen. When I travel somewhere new, I look through the eyes of a writer and search for that peaceful place where I can turn my thoughts into words. Finding solitude, with pen and paper grounds me. It’s in these moments that I truly reflect. When I write I give myself time to question, to challenge my own thoughts and ultimately, I get to know myself better. It’s how I put my pieces together.
When life gets busy, finding solitude to reflect and write often takes the shape of a very early morning or a very late night. However, If I let too much time pass without writing I become antsy and crave solitude in a way an athlete craves a game (or so I imagine… embracing the idea of flying projectiles coming towards me is not something i will ever comprehend). Like the athlete, I need these moments to feel truly alive. For me, writing awakens my soul.
Last year, while attending a conference in Denver, I copied down this quote. Continue reading