Something that I heard on multiple occasions in Spain was that there is new revelation every day. That each day we can grab a piece of truth and wisdom that we didn’t have before.
And I believe that that statement is true. I believe that we CAN get something new out of everyday. A bible verse, a song lyric, a word from a stranger, a prayer, a sunrise, ANYTHING that can unlock piece of truth for us.
Five days ago I started this daily writing challenge for myself. Not for anyone else.
It’s just for me.
I call it “back to the barre” in reference to a favorite movie.
And so, for the last 5 days I have turned my phone onto airplane mode and set an alarm for 30 minutes.
A couple of the days I worked on a story I’ve been writing for awhile while another day I wrote for myself. And then the last two days I’ve been furiously writing this short story. It’s going to become a five parter. I’ll probably share it with a few people, but mainly it’s for myself.
Because I’ve realized over the last year that writing is something for me.
It’s a place for me to throw all the things out of my brain and stare at them and then see how they fit back together.
Sometimes that is in the form of a blog, a letter or a Facebook status.
And sometimes it is in the form of a story that isn’t supposed to be about me. But it is. It hold a piece of myself.
I’ve realized it is actually easier for me to post a blog about myself then to post a short story or a poem. Because that writing, that story that comes from somewhere out of the depths of me is personal. More personal than I would like to admit. Or care to realize.
So, in all of this writing and putting words on a page, I didn’t think I was searching for truth. I thought I was just trying to open up this room in my mind that was storing words that I didn’t have access to anymore in the continental US.
But, of course I was searching for truth. I’m always searching for more truth. I’m always searching for things that make more sense then they did a day before.
The words that paint across the page from my pen or pencil are the inner-workings of my mind trying to put more pieces of the puzzle together.
Words unlock things. At least for me. Reading the words of a friend or an ancient scholar. Skimming through quotes on instagram or scribblings down the side of a page in a journal.
Words are my keys into the next. Words are my voice.
Words are a part of my truth.
So I guess, what I am getting at here is this: find your truth. Find what brings you to MORE truth. It could be writing, or painting, reading or listening to a podcast. It could be running or cooking or anything in between.
Just find what’s yours.
And use it.
Use it every day. There is so much out there for us to grab onto BUT there is so much inside of us to utilize and we don’t even know because we don’t know how to get to it.
Finding what brings you truth is essentially finding what brings you life.
That’s what is on my heart and mind right now. A push, a call, to find what brings you truth and life and do it everyday.
Find truth. Find life.