I never know what I’m going to write when I plant my butt in the chair. I have hundreds and maybe thousands of thoughts and ideas that could be developed into a blog post. I just came back from my morning walk and had so many thoughts rolling around in my head, that I didn’t want to take the time to cook breakfast. I made my coffee and grabbed a granola bar. I was that excited to write.
The only issue is, “Which idea gets written down first?”
I don’t spend much time thinking about that. As soon as my fingers touch the keys they start moving. I usually have a single sentence in mind when I start and it is seldom more than a vague idea. Many times where I think the post is going is not where it ends up. Writing that first version, inspires a second better version and I change the whole thing in favor of that new direction.
What inspired my blog today was all those thoughts. Those that I want to capture and convey to you, but there are so many, I never could. Even if I took only the thoughts I have today and never have another, I would not be able to write a blog for all of them. There are just too many.
I walked for an hour today with those thoughts, wandering really. Just looking for the next picture. The next place I haven’t seen or a new view of something I have seen. I spent this time with lots and lots of thoughts. Some of them are down right awe inspiring and pop into my head almost fully formed. Others need some development. I try to hold on to the good ones, to remember them later and it bothers me when I can’t. Then one of those thoughts put things in perspective.
It’s not their time.
I mulled that over. I could write about this thought or that, but I won’t and the reason I won’t is because it isn’t time. Not yet. I might never write about it, but I had the thought and I let it go. I released it like a balloon into the Collective Unconscious. I might get it back later, but I doubt it. I suspect it belongs to another. Someone who can release it when and where it needs to be and in a way that people will get.
Everything comes into existence exactly when it should. When I write a sentence and put it out into the world, it is because it is time. Time for someone, somewhere to read it. Time for that message to reach that person in that second when they are most open to it.
I have known for a while that I am a messenger. Someone put on this little lump of wet rock to give people a new perspective. To open their eyes.
If you are reading my blog, it’s because it’s time. Time for you to get a different perspective. Time for me to change your view of the world.
Maybe later, it will be time for you to change someone else’s view.