Writing is more than putting letters, words, sentences, paragraphs, and thoughts together.
Writing is expressive self-revelation. It is an unveiling of the unseen, often hidden, and not fully understood self to the world.
Writing is the liberation of one’s self from one’s self. It is the throwing open of a window to freshen the air of one’s life. It is the opening of a door to welcome in friends and strangers for a conversation about the contents of one’s soul.
Writing is the public expression of the unknown self, an autobiographical press release of the unseen events of your heart and mind.
I have not written for personal pleasure for three months. My close friends know this is not a good sign for me. It means that I have batten-down the hatches, tucked in my head, and burrowed my way through the sludge of daily life. It means I have been in a self-protective mode, unwilling, and perhaps, unable, to let others see my soul.
One of the reasons I titled this blog Reclamation316 is because I have found that if I am not writing, it means I have lost my way. It means the soil of my life has become stale and contaminated, sterilized of feeling and emotion, generally unproductive and non-relational.
Writing is the way in which I reclaim my life. When I write I am making the statement This is me! This is Rus!
Writing is not a boasting that I am right and you are wrong. Rather, it is the laying out of the stakes that define who I am, today. You may neither like nor agree with where I stand in the depths of my soul. I understand. I write neither for affirmation nor for acceptance.
In fact, there are times when I am displeased with the state of my soul. I find myself disagreeable to myself. In these states of internal constipation and indigestion, writing becomes a laxative, a working out of the ambivalences at battle deep within my soul.
Thus, I have committed myself to write regularly, again. I need to reclaim my soul, to let in fresh air, and to pull back the curtain letting you see me again.
If I stop writing regularly, please send me a get well card or a note of encouragement because when I do not write it means all is not well with my soul or that the world’s ill have driven me into a hole.