“Don’t kill the dream; execute it”. Remember~listen to the uplifting. Toss the negative out the window. Open the blinds and drapes. Let in the joy. A little over a year ago I started this blog. I was tired of negativity and pessimism. I reflected upon all the inspiring people who made a huge difference in my life throughout my life. They weren’t famous; they lived lives of love and giving in their own little ways. I realized that I could do a bit more of that than I had been doing. I figured at a bare minimum I could inspire my own self!
Today I am thrilled. I have posted 641 posts in about a year. Yeah~ I TOLD you I was wordy, right? Whew! It is so lovely to be able to express what is in my heart and on my mind. It is a wonderful venue for reaching out. It is good. I have always been a writer. My most treasured activities in school involved writing (whether for research projects, literature analysis, or creative writing) and giving presentations.
I dragged neighborhood kids home to play school. Strangely, though, it never once occurred to me to be a part of my school newspaper. Go figure; when I was in elementary school I wrote a little book for my town’s library and brought it to the children’s librarian so she could shelve it. that is how I thought ALL the books got there. she never told me any different and she shelved it and circulated it. But newspapers? It didn’t occur to me to consider writing for one.! Maybe because my favorite characters in the books I read were authors of books, not newspaper columnists. Perhaps that is why working on the school newspaper never crossed my mind. Speech and debate team, yeah. Who knows, maybe there was a super-cute guy on the debate or speech team!!
I always wrote and always will write. Character development, plot development, fictional story writing—those things I have not a real clue how to do well. Poetry? No clue how to do that. But stories about my life, people that touch(ed) my life? Yeah….messages of optimism…yeah…..
So on I write. Writing is a joy. I like to imagine my words and posts like little carrier pigeons. They fly about and stop to visit whoever clicks on my message or blog. Even though I have largely been surrounded by supportive people throughout my life, negative messages and people have smacked me around at times. You know how that goes~sometimes the ugly messages stick for way too long. People tend to try to label people and events. We all do–it helps us organize the chaos in our minds. Yet we grow and change and evolve. sometimes people who have known you a long time tend to discount or ignore your changes. That is one of the wonderful things about the blogging community. They seem to understand the immediacy. They understand and accept what you have to say. It helps you know that you can change and be welcomed with open arms. When I was an underclassman in college, I went through a difficult time emotionally. Some people that had known me a long time wanted me to stay weak and needy. They didn’t want me to spread my joy. At that time, Ricky Nelson’s song Garden Party came out. Boy did I identify with it at that time. Today I see that I have been executing [meaning making it happen, not killing] my dreams all along.
On the rare days when I have wondered why some people cannot see this part of me, I remember Ricky Nelson’s song! And I realize, walking with God has kept me in the light. Negative Nancys may capsize my boat upon occasion; but God is immediately at my side.