Refocusing on My Truth

An excerpt from my journal entry today:

I am a writer, so I write. That's who I want to be. Who I've felt I always am. Something I learned at a young age. I stumble on my journey, but I pick up the pen again. I write to release these emotions dancing around in my chest. I write to create – to actualize and realize. I write because it's what feels good. Experience has taught me that. And when I write for me, first and foremost myself, is when I feel truly free. The pen glides and my feelings flow. No longer caged inside. No longer intelectualized. No longer a thing to manipulate for a "higher purpose." Just be.

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On Friday, I was a stress mess.

Trying to plan, plan, plan for the future and create a business for myself.

I thought: "But, I need to make more money. I need to help more people. I need to be ambitious, promote myself ..."

Distracting myself from my true vision.

My memoir.

But, I'm refocused now.

I know that when I focus on my passion – on spreading my truth.

That's how I can help the most people.