Why I Write

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August 30, 2012 by Angel Pricer

I Write for Relief

Writing frees me from the shackles my mind creates.

“If you really allow it to all come out without any censorship or editing, you’ll be amazed at the amount of rubbish that comes spewing forth.” ~ Osho

I find it terribly difficult to ‘let go’ of my ‘rubbish’ until I have fully recognized and felt it for all its got to offer.  Writing is like a scalpel, lancing the festering wound, exposing all the gory contents, and allowing the healing process to begin.

I Write to Relate

It’s easier for me to relate to others in written form or, in contemplative silence (which doesn’t happen with too many people!).  It seems once my mouth opens, I lose the deep, soulful connection I so dearly treasure and endeavor to create with the people in my life.  Talk less, listen more.  I’m on an Osho roll:

“Not to say everything means to give an opportunity to the listener to complete it.” ~ Osho

I relish this kind of communication.  Allowing myself to be poured into words, offered from a place of naked vulnerability, to be received however they may, without attachment to the outcome.  Leaving a space for silent contemplation.

I Write to Learn

Often I get so wrapped up in the writing that I forget to read what I have written.  Combing through the volumes of my own hand at work, I am able to pause, listen and learn about life through my eyes in a way that feels oh-so personal and sacred.

Why do you write?  Do you find your writing gives you the opportunity to be a better listener?

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4 thoughts on “Why I Write

  1. deepbluestatic says:

    Very nice!

  2. Katie says:

    I write to get to know myself better. It’s easier for me to express thoughts and emotions through the written word. The more I write, the more I seem to understand about myself.

    If I didn’t write, I wouldn’t be me.

    • Angel Pricer says:

      Me too, Katie! It’s such a part of who I am that if I go too long without writing, I feel like I’m dying inside. Whether the writing just for me or to be shared with a larger audience, the need is persistently present and aching to be honored.

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