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Putting the World on Hold

Some weeks my mind goes blank when it comes to writing. It’s a rare occasion because I love to write so much that I usually blog about once a week, journal, then of course there is the newspaper which often comes out to two to three stories plus a weekly editorial, and I recently started writing a monthly article for Rejoice Always a magazine in Northern Ireland. I love to write so much that I think I would write even if no one ever read a single word. Although, it is much more rewarding when people do actually do read it.

Writing helps me process and connect with experiences and people, some of whom I’ve never even met. It makes me slow down and truly experience an event, such as a hike through the woods, or capture a moment like listening to the sound of rain hit the roof as I fall asleep.

When I write, it’s as if life is put on pause just for a second, and I get to wander through the enchanting world of words picking out that perfect phrase to describe a feeling. I stop and taste the wind, feel the touch of spring day slowly awakening, revisit a memory, a sound, or an elusive moment of pure contentment. I know I can’t stay in that safe place forever, but writing helps me hold on to it just a little bit longer. The world slowly starts to make sense to my confused little head.

It seems to be true that the more you know the more you know you don’t know. Sometimes that feeling can be depressing. When I graduated from college I felt like I had less answers and more questions then when I started not only about life and my area of study but about myself. Writing helps the world make a little more sense even if it is only for a moment. But, it is not only my little world. There are times when I’ve written about something and someone will say, “that’s it. That is exactly how I feel.” Two worlds connect, and that is a beautiful thing. A while back I stumbled upon the blog Everyday-isa and starting following it. I look forward to each new post because they are so deep and full of feeling. I always seem to walk away from her words feeling refreshed, challenged, and inspired.

In college, one of my communication teachers referred to certain experiences as an apocalypse which, in old English, refers to something being uncovered or revealed. I think this idea of apocalypse is why most passionate artists work seeking to uncover a truth or a feeling, something almost other worldly, a connection with the soul. It is a God-given piece of us that makes us human—the desire for something more than this world, the hope of something almost magical that causes someone to forget where they are and imagine so much more. But, in the end, this feeling allows us to fully enjoy this life living each day with wonder and feeling.

Some people paint others sing. Some people sculpt, run, dance, and create films that make other people cry. Whatever it is that makes you feel alive, do it. Find beauty and cultivate it. Find your talent and grow it even when that means failing at times and having days when you have no idea what to write about.

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Hidden Moments

It seems the older you get the less “wow” moments you experience. Maybe it’s because our imaginations have developed to the place where we can imaging almost anything, and reality rarely meets those high ideals. Yet most people still keep dreaming, imagining, hoping for something to stir that illusive place in the soul that begs for the magic of being completely in awe.

I was privileged to experience one of those moments the day before my 25th birthday. During a birthday getaway in California two of my friends and I decided to explore the country side. After consulting guide books and getting a recommendation from another guest staying at the hostel, we decided to hike the Skyline to the Sea Trail in the nearby state park.

The hike began on the coast of the Pacific Ocean. We lingered at Waddell Beach for awhile admiring the waves and seagulls, but then we left the surfers in their wet suits far behind as we heading up trail.

 

The trail wasn’t one of those sissy trials carefully lined with boards and smoothed out gravel. It was a real rugged trail with a steep inclines, and fallen trees which served as bridges for crossing the creek.

For me, the wow moment came when the path took one of its many turns opening up what looked like an enchanted forest. So far the many red wood trees we had passed stood quite stately. The sunbeams streaming through the giants’ branches was a sight to behold just as I had imagined it would be. But then we turn a corner, and the forest turned into a mystical secret garden exceeding even my dreamy expectations.

 

The trees were white and still. I felt like I had entered a place where no other human had been- some kind of tangled land where elves lived. I felt at peace and empowered at the same time. It’s in those moments when I feel God’s love the most. Something inside of me finally gets it and I think, “God you’re an artist. Your world is more beautiful than I can imagine, and your love deeper than I can express.”

I took a picture of my friend Lydia walking underneath the trees. Beth was already up ahead. In my mind I froze the moment that feeling of complete peace mixed with wonder and silent admiration. As Louis Armstrong used to sing, “I see tress of green, red roses too… and I think to myself, what a wonderful world.” At lest those hidden moments make it wonderful, and that’s what I want to hold on to.

 

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