This was written for the Write Tribe Wednesday writing prompt.
When I blog I give voice to my innermost ideas and thoughts. My ideas are given life as they flow through my fingers as they caress and pound my keyboard often to the spiritually uplifting beat of my favorite music. I often write with little censure simply letting my words flow through me directly to the keyboard. In this vehicle, I feel my voice is heard, my feelings expressed, and my story told. It is a liberating feeling and there is nothing that can compare to it. I think that is why I write. I need that outlet. I need to express myself. Without that creative outlet, I wouldn’t be me.
I have been a creative soul my whole life expressing myself through my art first, playing piano and feeling the expression of the great composers as my fingers moved over the keys my emotions swelling and falling with the music next, and finally through the written word here on my blog. I didn’t wake up one day dreaming to write. I always dreamed of being an artist. I took the path life led me on, and to my surprise I ended up writing instead and satisfying that creative itch that burns inside me here. Here I am free to finally be me, with no holds barred and there is no greater gift to possess than that.
It is little wonder that so many fight for the freedom of expression
without censure and to do as they please and see fit in their daily lives. How sad it would be to be rigidly oppressed and unable to soar, dream, and live following the path God intends for us as unique individuals with something vital to share with the world. That is why freedom of expression is so vital. That is why we celebrate it with so much passion.