What if?

I love writing. There are times when my spirit aches just to sit down at my keyboard and type. I hope you are enjoying what I write.

I often catch myself playing the “what if” game. What if something I write catches fire and makes me famous? What if I write something that really offends somebody? What if I run out of things to write about?

The next game I play is “drop of water in the ocean”. I am only one in a gazillion people in the world who is writing. What’s so important about what I write? What difference will I make? Who do I think I am?

Then comes the “what will others think” syndrome. Writing is very personal. Will I look like some sort of dork? Is if ok to reveal your inner thoughts?

Then the still voice in my heart says, “You like writing? Write. Everything else will look after itself.”

If what I write eases the burden of one person, brings a smile to one person’s face, then that is enough.

I have found my life so far like quicksilver. You must learn to gently cup it in your hand. Trying to grab it will make it squirt away and you will be left with nothing.

“Whisper words of wisdom. Let it be.”

However, Oprah, if you are reading this, I am available to appear on your show! If I am going to dream, I might as well dream on a huge screen with high definition.