From time-to-time, I find evening hours awaken my mind and open my vulnerable heart to thoughts and feelings that, for the most part, are well-hidden. These thoughts and feelings begin to emerge as if they had been hibernating for half a year. I am most awake only at night. There is something hidden within that time frame that is inspirational, calming, and liberating. I enjoy relinquishing my soul to the spontaneity of writing when half the world is asleep. Evening is the only time where I can think clearly, feel profoundly, and let fly my caged soul and my curious, imaginative mind through written words.
Tonight, I wonder of a writer’s life. I recollect conversations shared with many of my fans–conversations that pertain to a wide array of subjects such as inspiration, writing, finding one’s path… My words are not set in stone; my words are not the wisest in the world, no. But if my words can inspire fellow artists; if they can bring clarity to what is clouded; if I can propel someone to keep trudging forward in their dreams or passion for their art, despite the snares Life leaves behind, then I will have accomplished my heart’s unending wish to help others (in this case, to help fellow artists). I hope sharing my open thoughts helps in the discovery of inspiration or clarity in the realm of Arts that is, otherwise, murky and sometimes confusing and trying.