Tuesday, November 3, 2009

reflection

I was recently reading through a column I wrote for The Creightonian. It was very interesting to see both how things have changed and what has remained the same after all these years. Having been to my 10-year reunion I wonder more and more about calling and what I am meant to do with my life.

The column was about the power of the pen. It read, in part, “With the power of my words, I have the potential to change lives, evoke thought and communicate my beliefs to the world.” It may sound hokey now, especially as I remember trying to write that column so people would listen. But that truth of the power of words, and my written words, hasn’t strayed very far from where I am today.

Today I write for others—articles on events, organizations, travels. I enjoy writing immensely. It still brings me joy when I see something in print. Many people have told me they like my articles or that I am a good writer.

I think I have been writing something my whole life. From fiction stories to poetry to journals, I have kept the words flowing. And I still find it easier to write words than speak them. This is evidenced by struggles I have telling people verbally how I feel and writing was always a healing potential when I was growing up.

Perhaps now is the time to write my voice.

1 comment:

  1. You are a good writer, Beth, have not doubts about that! Kudos to your ambition! Writing is a great aspiration-- what better than to reflect on your world and experiences? And make a lasting impression! You can move people to emotion and shine a light in darkness-- you can create understanding where none existed before.

    I created this google account so I can comment on your blog regularly! Yay!

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