words

Usually, words come easily to me...

Most often, these words are spoken; but sometimes they flow from my fingers. It is when my words seem to take on their own life that I feel like I'm a passenger on a gentle roller coaster that I did not create but am responsible for.

My words, when I am their passenger, convey feelings and concepts that I can't necessarily claim ownership of...for I don't recognize them until after they have taken form. Yet, I know they are mine because they do accurately reflect what I think and how I feel...I just had not quite found the right frame for these thoughts or feelings before.

I have grown to trust the magic of this. I have come to appreciate how my mind can over-complicate things that my spoken or written words wrap into a lovely little package...