Twenty-four days into a new year I finally realized how much I’ve missed writing. I pretty much took last year off from writing for my blog and I guess now it’s time to get “Beck to basics!” As I finally cleaned the room where I typically write after making the room Christmas Central for wrapping and packaging, I noticed the painting on the wall.
Write to be understood, Speak to be heard and Read to grow. A Lawrence Clark Powell quote. I had no idea who Lawrence Clark Powell was (I do now, I googled it) but I appreciated the sentiments as painted by my daughter. I love it, but do I do it? Do I write to be understood? I write. And though I haven’t written publicly for over a year, I write daily in a journal and I often wonder if I’m writing to be understood. Will anyone ever read these journals posthumously? Will it bring clarity to my children? Will they be able to understand that most days my ramblings and struggles are just that? Ramblings and struggles that have no meaning. Or will they better understand that I was a work in progress their entire lives? I came across a journal yesterday from 2004 and it listed my goals and desires. It made me laugh as most of them could’ve been written yesterday (except for the one about owning a swimming pool..I no longer desire that.) I think whoever reads these ramblings will wonder why I never lost those 5 pounds and never stopped worrying about things that didn’t matter.
Do I speak to be heard? Not mostly. I love to do public speaking where I can share a story and then the lesson I learned from the story, but in general, I don’t think I speak my opinions very openly or very confidently. I may “speak” my opinions by my actions, so watch my body language…sometimes I can’t hide that even if I can bite my tongue.
Read to grow? Oh, now this is an area I enjoy. Wait. I read. Do I read to grow? I certainly try. Since the new year, I have read 4 non-fiction books and I’ve learned about gas wells and Marcellus Shale, how to trust more, some African culture, and how to live a life I love. I may have grown with each of those. My vocabulary has grown a bit (when I’ve bothered to look up the word I didn’t know.) I’ve grown with those titles but currently am enjoying not necessarily learning and not necessarily growing with a fiction book! Reading is always a good idea & the potential for growth is there…even in fiction!
Twenty-four days into the new year and now…with this post…I can say I’ve addressed the prompts on my painting. I write, I speak, I read. I’m Beck to basics!
Twenty four days into a new year and I finally realized how much I’ve missed writing. I pretty much took last year off from writing for my blog and I guess now it’s time to get “Beck to basics!” As I finally cleaned the room where I typically write after making the room Christmas Central for wrapping and packaging, I noticed the painting on the wall.
Write to be understood, Speak to be heard and Read to grow. A Lawrence Clark Powell quote. I had no idea who Lawrence Clark Powell was (I do now, I googled it) but I appreciated the sentiments as painted by my daughter. I love it, but do I do it? Do I write to be understood? I write. And though I haven’t written publicly for over a year, I write daily in a journal and I often wonder if I’m writing to be understood. Will anyone ever read these journals posthumously? Will it bring clarity to my children? Will they be able to understand that most days my ramblings and struggles are just that? Ramblings and struggles that have no meaning. Or will they better understand that I was a work in progress their entire lives? I came across a journal yesterday from 2004 and it listed my goals and desires. It made me laugh as most of them could’ve been written yesterday (except for the one about owning a swimming pool..I no longer desire that.) I think whoever reads these ramblings will wonder why I never lost those 5 pounds and never stopped worrying about things that didn’t matter.
Do i speak to be heard? Not mostly. I love to do public speaking where I can share a story and then the lesson I learned from the story, but in general, I don’t think I speak my opinions very openly or very confidently. I may “speak” my opinions by my actions, so watch my body language…sometimes I can’t hide that even if I can bite my tongue.
Read to grow? Oh, now this is an area I enjoy. Wait. I read. Do I read to grow? I certainly try. Since the new year, I have read 4 non fiction books and I’ve learned about gas wells and Marcellus Shale, how to trust more, some African culture and how to live a life I love. I may have grown with each of those. My vocabulary has grown a bit (when I’ve bothered to look up the word I didn’t know.) I’ve grown with those titles but currently am enjoying not learning and not necessarily growing with a fiction book! Reading is always a good idea & the potential for growth is there…even in fiction!
Twenty four days into the new year and now…with this post…I can say I’ve addressed the prompts on my painting. I write, I speak, I read. I’m Beck to basics!
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