In
the last few months, I have been made aware of friends who are writing
some really fabulous things. While the idea of writing a book or being
published sounds wonderful, I am learning it might not be in the future
for me. At least not now. So I was wondering how I might encourage them
instead of succumbing to my jealousy (Yes, there is an ugly place in me
that hates you writer-types because you're so damn good). So, I found
another way. It's a different kind of writing
but it draws me out of myself and creates a place to bless the amazing
things others are doing, writing, and being. I can be me and be blessed
with what shape that takes while also blessing and being blessed by you.
A blessing for writers:
May you always recall the joy of bedtime stories of
dragons and fairies.
May you always
rejoice in the imagination and creation of other worlds, other people, and
other stories.
May the words you have locked up in your mind find
place on the page before you.
May your deadline help you choose your words
wisely.
May the story worth telling inside you find a way to surface.
And as we pen new stories and bind old ones
,
may you always enjoy the journey to find those perfectly imperfect words to
tell it.
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