Blog Therapy

Do you ever find writing soothing - as an outlet for your energy, frustrations and anxieties? If you are a left brained thinker, like my Darling Husband, you answer is - No, are you kidding me? Left brainers would rather take apart a diesel engine and put it back together again than write! For me, I can already feel my body relax as I type these words. Writing - about anything, really, unlesss I am particularly inspired, is a pure way for me to exercise an element of who I am. I love the new blog idea (well - at least it is new to me - LOL). Give me a break, I still handwrote my essay papers in Highschool, and I got my first email account from College during my Junior year. Back then, it was the days of notebooks and journals - OLD stuff!! No, in my life, journals still exsist, but with words that are not to share. A blog is a way to share a bit of me for those of you who care - lol. I believe the blogging world began as a way for those creative thinkers to share their thoughts and ideas. If you like to write, or ever feel compelled to do so - I encourage you! There is a reason that you are getting that "nudge" - it is because writing is one of those gifts that God had chosen to bestoy upon you at your conception. It is part of your genetic make up. It is an element of who you are.

You know, I learnd a very important lesson the other day. I am being challenged by a group of leaders in my company to read a book about our personal Dreams. Being the right brainer that I am, I thought it was a cool idea. However, I had a bit of apprehension on discovering what my real, life long dream was. The most fascinating element to my journey towards my life long dream, is that the secret lies in a poem that I wrote when I was in High School. Now, did I know at the time, that the poem that I was delicately serving up was an answer to an element of who I was to come? Nope, the words just came to me like water out of a faucet. I wrote and wrote and then laid my journal down. But, you know what, I was imprinting a life long dream, that would only be discovered at the age of 32, when I least expected it. The words of that poem had a purpose. Writing has a purpose, otherwise God would not have passioned some of us in that direction. And, the passion that poured out of me in my early teens, came flooding back as I was reading, studying, and discussing this book on Dreams. I knew my life long, big time dream instantly, as I read the words of that book. It came back to me in a flash, in the form of a poem -the words that I had written half of my life earlier.

Looking back on things now, I am so glad that I chose to grab a piece of paper, as those words of the poem came scrolling across my conscience. What was mearly a jot of creativity at that point, turned out to be answer to a HUGE questions later in life. And, because I used my gift of writing then, I now know my Dream. I can also see it taking shape and I can see that God has planted the tools in my life to start making it happen. I am not sure when it will come to fruition. But, the biggest blessing of all, is that as I have grown, He has given me the exact tools at the exact time to work towards achieving my dream -really it is HIS dream and my ultimate purpose for being.

Jodi