I am reading this incredible book, Writing Begins With Breath….as you may have guessed, I love writing. It is most definitely one of my passions. Of course, I love writing about sex, orgasms, and the like, but there is also more to me than just a Tantra chick. I have lived. I have lost. I have been hurt. I have experienced bliss. It is the bliss I want to share, but I suppose it’s only authentic if I share at least some of the shadow moments.
“To non-writers, personal risk in writing sounds very bizarre. After all, we’re not ice climbing or running the Colorado River in a raft made of three planks. We’re sitting down and moving our hands. Not so much risk there. But the risk of writing is an internal risk. You brave the depths of your own being and then, oh my, bring it back up for commentary by the world. Not the work of wimps.”
It was as if she was speaking directly to me, which, of course, she was. I think the above statement is even more accurate when one is writing about a taboo topic from both an external and internal perspective. I often feel as if I am standing naked and fully exposed in front of you, my glorious readers. I wonder what you’ll think of me and if you’ll ‘get me’ as I share the intimate ramblings of my mind with you. It is often scary, but I am here to stay.
With the above in mind, I want to express my sincere gratitude to those of you who take the ‘risk’ of commenting. You embody bravery and you inspire me. Thank you. For those of you who want to comment, but are afraid, take a breath, find your bravery, and just write! From my heart to yours, Joy