Five Minute Friday: Empty

When the world around you turn, it seems, too quickly, and you feel you can’t turn off the intake of the zillion bits of information that come at you like a gigantic tidal wave, all the time, and people just seem  to be everywhere, needing support, help, an ear to hear their story; it leaves you feeling empty.

When you can’t, just can’t, take any more, and your feeling totally overwhelmed, “peopled out” (I love that expression) … you feel, strangely enough, empty.

But it is there, in the emptiness, I get in touch with my inner most self.

 Like in movies when two people see each other across chaos and connect their eyes, the music slowly takes over any other sound, slowly … there, just like that … with myself, I see who I am and who carries me and now let’s me rest. And I was not afraid, just overwhelmed and a little lost …

We write because we love words and the relief it is to just write them without worrying if they’re just right or not. 

So we take five minutes on Friday and write like we used to finger paint.

 For joy in the process. 

No matter how messy the result.