Spoken Silently

                

"I think if I weren't a writer, I might cease to exist,

or anyway shrink down to a single-celled organism

like a slime mold."

Kim Addonizio

The Palace of Illusions

Books were my earliest companions.  I memorized storybook pictures and coveted old volumes with colorful margins.  Eventually, I learned to read and my passion for books roared.  Although I do not remember when I began writing, there was a collection of childhood diaries spanning across numerous years.  

Prior to high school, I wrote stories about people and places I had never known.  As challenges entered my life in high school years, emotion took over my writing.  It became very dark and harsh.  Nothing that I would ever want to show anyone.  My reading continued with books such as:  "Your God is Too Small" and "The Hound of Heaven" both life saving.  Eventually, my words began to turn to light.

I am spell bound by the wisdom of ancient history and quotations from various authors.  My writing has developed into a flow of inner yearnings and self expression.  Words encourage me and visions create an endless landscape for self-discovery.  Although my life story is down to the last chapters, my compassion for others and respect for my whole self will continue to flourish through my voice either written or spoken silently.