Magic is not hard to find.
Have you ever received a love letter, text or email that traveled from one part of the world to another to reach you? You read it, feel the emotion within the words, and it might even bring you to tears. At times, the intention can be so powerful in a text, that I’ve felt the energy ripple through my body. Words have the ability to embrace and deliver emotions, within strokes and lines, allowing the reader to receive the message intact.
There is simply an incomprehensible beauty in the power of words. How is it that we can read a few lines that someone wrote yesterday, or a thousand years ago, and the words still maintain the power to transform our lives—changing our path to a positive outcome. For that unexplainable reason—I write.
The stories that we tell are often not our own. They are universal tales that cut through space and time. As writers, we are merely channels on earth—downloading future, past and present archives for humanity to experience.
From a young age, I knew that words had the ability to mesmerize me. I would sit in my room for hours, reading an old poetry book from my mother and father’s school-aged years.
The poems of love and loss could take me to peaks and valleys, that I didn’t know yet were possible, because of lack of experience. The right poem or passage could always speak to my truth, even when people around me could not.
Some people say being a doctor is a calling. I would also say that being a writer is a calling from the universe to deliver a message. We may not operate on the body physically, but we operate on the mind—and shape its development.
Words allow us to reach more people than we can conceive, because whatever we write will transcend beyond our mortal existence, while it expands beyond our reach. The words we write become omnipresent. People from around the world can simultaneously read the same words, at the same time. This has the power to create a stream of consciousness, enhanced by a thread of woven words, that can change thoughts and inspire innovation.
As writers, we experience questions that often replay in our minds, hindering us from releasing our creations into the unknown. Who am I? Am I good enough? Who will read this? Who will publish it?
From one writer to another, I urge every writer—young and old, formally or informally educated—to take a leap of faith, and answer the call. We’ll raise children. Get lost on a path because it’s “the right thing to do.”
We’ll always have bills to pay. We will breathe in the air of summer’s love and in a few exhales the air will repulse us. None of these are reasons not to write. They are, in fact, all of the right places to begin. These are the stories that will touch someone’s life.
I beg you not to spend your years running and waiting for retirement—because your bestseller is available when your heart is open and raw. Words are the vibration of the soul manifested into the world. For that reason, I write every day—even when it’s an imperfect poem that gets hidden away in my journal. I know it won’t be hidden for long. My son will find my words one day and know that, even though I may be gone, he will have pieces of me that live on forever.
Out of you we are born,
Ideas and themes,
Precious thoughts and intuition.
She is mystical and vibrant with seeds sown all around,
Giving birth to inventions and moments of consciousness to absorb.
She breathes life into our hands,
So we can go off and manifest her plans.
She flows into your third eye and leaves dreams with great power.
She can flow into you if you would just allow her too.
She is there whether you like it or not,
Just waiting to shower you with great concertos, poems and painted flowers.
With her by your side, your possibilities are limitless.
Close your eyes and be free and she will give you the dream,
Of hope, love and the courage to bloom beyond all atrocities.
Author: Randi-Mae Stanford-Leibold
Editor: Yoli Ramazzina