an instagram post by Holly Whittaker:
"We do not speak or create or share for our shit to be understood, liked, loved by all. We do these things as an offering. Our art isn’t our own, our words aren’t our own; they are borrowed things that choose us, that knock at our door and ask to pass through the portal of our hands, lips, brains. And then they are gone, no longer ours, out there, someone else’s. We are the faucets, we are not the water. And the pain comes when we confuse ourselves with being the water.
It took me a long time to get this. I still struggle with it. Just not even close to how much I used to.
We speak not to convert the masses into our belief systems; we speak our truth so that others can find theirs. And people find their truth often by absolutely hating and disagreeing with our truth."
So, once the water flows out from the page to the world, it is no longer yours. Let it go. Let it nourish, entertain, make good trouble. Water like sunshine knows where to go.
My intention now with my latest book is to let it go. Not so much direct it's flow but to help it reach those it may benefit.
How is your writing, your words a borrowed thing? Write about that.
What does it mean to you to be a faucet, your words the water? Write about that.
What or whom do you need to release to write? Write about that.
Who are you hoping to entertain, reach, nourish? Write about that.
Write a poem about water and how it moves.
Write a piece on shadow and light.
And just like a bird can't always be in flight, a faucet can't always be on. Take time to rest and pause.
join the yogi and the writer tonight for a free hour and a half of writing and yoga. email me to join.
I am offering another FREE FIRST FRIDAY retreat in March. March 5th. Hold the date.
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