You’re invited to the writing group this Friday 10/21 on Zoom from 1-1:30 pm (EST). There are no requirements, just click the link to join us, and let’s write together. Can’t wait to see you.
Start Again My eyes fixed on the pen My hand hesitant Body heavy in the chair. Write something, anything. I pause—images float to the surface of my mind I want to shove them back down—forget Pick up the pen and face yourself, cheers Natalie Goldberg. I clutch the pen. My hand begins from left to right Words appear—memories printed along the 45 miles of nerves making up my body. Tingles, burns, and zaps shout in protection. Keep writing, keep writing. My pen moves fast across the page Words not allowed to be said Truth swept under the rug in black ink stares back at me. Keep going, keep going I hear the whisper from the page My fist loosens around the pen I breathe—notice the tension in my back, hip and shoulders begin to soften. Inhale, exhale— breath deepens. My vigilant nervous system is standing down. My heart slows—no longer racing in fear. There is no lion here. Keep writing, keep writing is all I hear. My back releases its grip with each word safe to slump over the page — I am safe. The sentences move down the paper—to confront, to heal. I have the right to write, says Julia Cameron. My shoulders drop from my ears at the last sentence. I set down the pen until tomorrow To start again— confront my fears, own my truth, find my voice, And start again.
Start Again