“Do you write?” someone asked me today.
A few months ago, I would’ve mumbled a sorry excuse in answer to their question – something along the lines of “I love writing, but….”.
Today, I am able to say “Yes, I write. I write every day.”
This realisation hit me with shock, surprise and a feeling of immense well-being, like jumping into freezing water after a hot sauna.
I write! I said to myself.
I write every day! I exclaimed in my head, barely believing my own words.
I love writing and I write every day! I repeated over and over again.
I am no longer the girl who “does not have time to write”, or the girl who “has run out of inspiration”. I am no longer envying those with a regular writing practice or wondering when I’ll finally start creating something.
Now, I make time and I invite inspiration; I keep up a regular practice and I am creating every day.
Every day, I put pen to paper. Every day, I invent, or describe, or tell. Every day, I do what I love.
NB: This is my 117th day of the 120-day “Do What You Love Challenge”.