I think I finally found my hallelujah

I was asked why I write tonight. My only real thought for a reason is mostly because I want to.

But then I thought deeper. Why do I write? What makes that a want? Well, simply put it's not a want.

It's a need.

My soul, created by the One most high, was created to write! It was created to thrive on a blank white page that fills up with words that flow from me. It's as natural as bleeding...well blood flow.

When I write it feels like my soul floods the page..or screen whatever! I am no longer tormented by anxieties of the day, anxieties of tomorrow, or anxieties of the past.

When I write the world disappears, the smile spreading across my face exempt. In fact I'm shocked that no one has come to me yet while I was writing to ask just exactly gave me so much joy.

Talking about writing energizes and fuels me. Words, how they play together and sound like music as each key is plucked (so to speak) quickly.

I lift from gravity when I write. The earth holds no bounds on me. I can make everything I'd like up or create something of epic proportions from a simple story of my life.

The One Most High has given me a gift, a life giving gift! It not only provides me great life but also those around me.

I've been told about my encouraging words which are the result of simple honesty and a burning passion that consumes me until it's allowed to burn.

The gifts of the Church are to edify the body.

Why do I keep this gift wrapped? It waits disruptive under the Gift tree like a puppy wrapped in a box. It moves, it jumps, it howls in anticipation before it can be released!

Then, when I finally allow the gift out, I am welcomed with excitement and loving kisses of gratitude.

This isn't just a "why I want to write" or what might motivate me, it's something I cannot walk away from and for some reason I've been allowing this gift to grow inside it's box where it is limited.

It's time to stop walking and start running to the direction of my true love!

As a popular song on the radio says, "I think I finally found my hallelujah!"

That's all I want to scream write now (get it?), is HALLELUJAH! I will be freed from the torment of the unknown and from the chains of caution that risk binds me with.

All that said, I've begun a freelance writing class.

It won't interfere with daily life. It will motivate and help me become a better me than I could have ever dreamed possible.

A freer me. A more loving me. A more passionate me.

Hallelujah!