Teresa! You are such a kind soul and I am blessed to know you. Your thoughtful words leave me searching for a way to reciprocate but words fail me in the face of such generosity. So, I trust you will accept a heartfelt THANK YOU. 🙏
Also, if you take the time to re-read your comment, I also trust that you will recognize it as the work a truly "creative writer." You deserve to be giving yourself much more credit than you do above. You have it all in spades, too! ❤️
I'm not sure humans are creating anything, more like reassembling the pieces that already exist. Reassembling the words, we used to write, now we type. What we type about does matter.
I am puzzled to think of this word create as I turn an aerobic compost heap, bacteria is produced through many billion, even trillions of divisions, did I not create them based on my effort?
I am producing landscapes that feed both the biology of the planet as well as myself.
Sure! So, telepathy is a means of communicating without speaking out loud or using body language. To speak telepathically, you must learn how to transmit the essence of your thought -- the vibrations of it -- from your mind into somebody else's, and then listen for their energetic response as well.
But since most people have forgotten how to speak telepathically, music is the next best option: it's a way of conveying vast concepts and complex feelings through pure vibration. Much like telepathy, music is a language we all speak without "speaking."
that is interesting. But what if people don't like your singing? Some say they do. But I trust my dog more and she does not. If dogs have a facial expression, hers is a very loud NO when I sing!
So funny! And dogs definitely have facial expressions. You can tell if they have a headache by the way they wrinkle their faces.
My dogs don't seem to mind singing or whistling, but if you talk / sing in a weird voice -- like imitating Hugh Laurie singing "Mystery" in The Best of Fry and Laurie -- they get very upset.
Love this! I can relate in a musical way! I am not a trained musician, but rather I was “born a musician”. Since I was able to climb up on the piano bench (age 3-4) of that old upright that was in our basement (next to the laundry area), I have been making music! I have always considered my musical ability an amazing and generous gift bestowed upon me by my creator!
Hope you never stop sharing your thoughts and feelings via the written word...an amazing way to communicate...thank you!
Right back at ya: Love this! I especially love the clear image you painted of three-year-old you climbing onto the piano bench (near the laundry)! It's crystal clear that you meant to do this and I deeply appreciate you sharing, Carolyn! And thanks so much for your kind words.
Ditto and more ditto! I am blessed to have discovered (or perhaps was led to) YOU in a sea of writers! You have a “familiarity” that is hard to explain, but my soul craves all things familiar (old places, old music, old movies, old friendships, etc.) in a world I barely recognize anymore…the familiar keeps me grounded!
You've brought tears to my eyes, Carolyn. In the best way. Thank you for such a profound and meaningful compliment. I'm deeply honored and also very glad you were led here.
Also, the pen is symbolically like the sword, which is akin to Air, which is in part about intellect. And, in the beginning was the Word, and that is the essence of magic.
Love this - and we create because we are expressions of infinite creative life - as you know - it's our purpose - and our "rent" for eating the fruits of the trees & the Earth.... and we are here to learn from each other and teach each other - creativity is the process and the expression!
I used to sew a lot more, now I have to wait till I can see the eye of the needle LOL. I crochet and knit. Writing was when I was younger, it ended with a dairy that now I sometimes write in once or twice a month. But as you can see, I love to type!
Thank you for sharing your lovely journey of becoming the Light Bearer that you are, Mickey. I agree with another commenter that your words are familiar; they help me to feel more at home in the world (not an easy task). And I appreciate your letting yourself be vulnerable (as in your first sentence).
It’s fascinating to me how the universe or Spirit so clearly conspired to support and encourage your unfolding of who you are now. (In my humble opinion, Spirit conspires for all of us in support of our becoming, but it’s not always with tangible encouragement. It’s not always easy to grasp the love that exists beneath all of our experiences. As they say, some gifts come poorly wrapped! lol)
I’ve meditated for many years and sometimes I’m given images or messages for people from something higher on the other side. So… In the department of whatever-this-is-worth-to-you –
as I closed my eyes to ponder how to close my comment, I was shown an image of you as Krishna playing his flute!
I know you are thankful for all the encouragement you received! I wish I had had something like one-tenth of that. I told my mother I wanted to write and was told that it was impossible. I spent ONE MONTH in eleventh grade in a school in Riverside, California, and that was the only encouragement I ever got from anyone. First day of English class: Read The Scarlet Letter and prepare to write an essay in class one week from now. The teacher read my essay aloud to the class. I had a guidance counselor who actually cared about me and said she wished I could come and live with her. How different my life would have been if that had been possible!
“I wanna be a bold explorer — striving to witness, experience, and discover everything within the vast realm of my own unique imagination, curiosity, and creativity.”
YES!! Thank you for sharing your writings with all of us! ❤️
I am pleased for you my friend that you found and realized your purpose and do great things with it. Unfortunately many never find or realize theirs which is why the world has so many lost souls.
Teresa! You are such a kind soul and I am blessed to know you. Your thoughtful words leave me searching for a way to reciprocate but words fail me in the face of such generosity. So, I trust you will accept a heartfelt THANK YOU. 🙏
Also, if you take the time to re-read your comment, I also trust that you will recognize it as the work a truly "creative writer." You deserve to be giving yourself much more credit than you do above. You have it all in spades, too! ❤️
I'm not sure humans are creating anything, more like reassembling the pieces that already exist. Reassembling the words, we used to write, now we type. What we type about does matter.
I am puzzled to think of this word create as I turn an aerobic compost heap, bacteria is produced through many billion, even trillions of divisions, did I not create them based on my effort?
I am producing landscapes that feed both the biology of the planet as well as myself.
You asked for 'it'!
😶
Hi Mickey. Have you ever read about the Gratitude Letter exercise?
Hey Kev. I am familiar with that exercise and I can see why this essay provoked that question!
I make music because it's the next best thing to telepathy.
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Care to elaborate?
Sure! So, telepathy is a means of communicating without speaking out loud or using body language. To speak telepathically, you must learn how to transmit the essence of your thought -- the vibrations of it -- from your mind into somebody else's, and then listen for their energetic response as well.
But since most people have forgotten how to speak telepathically, music is the next best option: it's a way of conveying vast concepts and complex feelings through pure vibration. Much like telepathy, music is a language we all speak without "speaking."
I love it! Thanks for the inspiration... 🎸💖🎸
that is interesting. But what if people don't like your singing? Some say they do. But I trust my dog more and she does not. If dogs have a facial expression, hers is a very loud NO when I sing!
So funny! And dogs definitely have facial expressions. You can tell if they have a headache by the way they wrinkle their faces.
My dogs don't seem to mind singing or whistling, but if you talk / sing in a weird voice -- like imitating Hugh Laurie singing "Mystery" in The Best of Fry and Laurie -- they get very upset.
Great great attitude, and great reasons for writing!
Thank you and thank you for all those nickels back in the day! ❤
Love this! I can relate in a musical way! I am not a trained musician, but rather I was “born a musician”. Since I was able to climb up on the piano bench (age 3-4) of that old upright that was in our basement (next to the laundry area), I have been making music! I have always considered my musical ability an amazing and generous gift bestowed upon me by my creator!
Hope you never stop sharing your thoughts and feelings via the written word...an amazing way to communicate...thank you!
Right back at ya: Love this! I especially love the clear image you painted of three-year-old you climbing onto the piano bench (near the laundry)! It's crystal clear that you meant to do this and I deeply appreciate you sharing, Carolyn! And thanks so much for your kind words.
Ditto and more ditto! I am blessed to have discovered (or perhaps was led to) YOU in a sea of writers! You have a “familiarity” that is hard to explain, but my soul craves all things familiar (old places, old music, old movies, old friendships, etc.) in a world I barely recognize anymore…the familiar keeps me grounded!
You've brought tears to my eyes, Carolyn. In the best way. Thank you for such a profound and meaningful compliment. I'm deeply honored and also very glad you were led here.
Also, the pen is symbolically like the sword, which is akin to Air, which is in part about intellect. And, in the beginning was the Word, and that is the essence of magic.
Thank you, William! 🗡❤🖊
Love this - and we create because we are expressions of infinite creative life - as you know - it's our purpose - and our "rent" for eating the fruits of the trees & the Earth.... and we are here to learn from each other and teach each other - creativity is the process and the expression!
Well-said, AS ALWAYS, Will! Thank you... ❤
I used to sew a lot more, now I have to wait till I can see the eye of the needle LOL. I crochet and knit. Writing was when I was younger, it ended with a dairy that now I sometimes write in once or twice a month. But as you can see, I love to type!
Keep typing, Ingrid! ❤
Thank you for sharing your lovely journey of becoming the Light Bearer that you are, Mickey. I agree with another commenter that your words are familiar; they help me to feel more at home in the world (not an easy task). And I appreciate your letting yourself be vulnerable (as in your first sentence).
It’s fascinating to me how the universe or Spirit so clearly conspired to support and encourage your unfolding of who you are now. (In my humble opinion, Spirit conspires for all of us in support of our becoming, but it’s not always with tangible encouragement. It’s not always easy to grasp the love that exists beneath all of our experiences. As they say, some gifts come poorly wrapped! lol)
I’ve meditated for many years and sometimes I’m given images or messages for people from something higher on the other side. So… In the department of whatever-this-is-worth-to-you –
as I closed my eyes to ponder how to close my comment, I was shown an image of you as Krishna playing his flute!
Here’s to your sweet music!
Oh my, I just wrote a reply and poof! It vanished. I will try again.
Sheila! I am genuinely left humbled and awestruck by your generous sentiments. I literally gasped at your closing thought/vision!
I posted today to talk about being a writer but, at the moment, I'm left at a loss as to how to articulate my appreciation in writing.
Just please know, Sheila, that your kind words deeply touched me and I am very grateful to know you. 🙏
Thank you, dear one.
I am grateful to hear your heart.
❤
I know you are thankful for all the encouragement you received! I wish I had had something like one-tenth of that. I told my mother I wanted to write and was told that it was impossible. I spent ONE MONTH in eleventh grade in a school in Riverside, California, and that was the only encouragement I ever got from anyone. First day of English class: Read The Scarlet Letter and prepare to write an essay in class one week from now. The teacher read my essay aloud to the class. I had a guidance counselor who actually cared about me and said she wished I could come and live with her. How different my life would have been if that had been possible!
At the "Beginning" there was a "Verb"...Sounds a bell to anyone !?!?!?!
“I wanna be a bold explorer — striving to witness, experience, and discover everything within the vast realm of my own unique imagination, curiosity, and creativity.”
YES!! Thank you for sharing your writings with all of us! ❤️
Thank you so much, HE! ❤️
I am pleased for you my friend that you found and realized your purpose and do great things with it. Unfortunately many never find or realize theirs which is why the world has so many lost souls.
Thank you, my friend.
And here's to a world where everyone is encouraged to find their purpose. 🙏
To verb-ing forever!!
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