This morning I read a post by Julian. In it he talks about punctuation. And in it he mentions varying sentence length.
Varying sentence length creates a musical string of words. Allowing the mind to hum. This is the style of art I am in practice of expressing. I'm not the best at writing music yet. But I'm taking steps to improve my ability to communicate.
And this is the first step.
I'm choosing to write through the loops to find my highest voice. I have something to say, but my voice is often quieted by the noise swirling in the field holding me together. By cutting through the noise I can wholly communicate my heart.
For me, cutting through the noise looks like showing up nakedly to express what I'm feeling. It looks like me choosing to write even when it feels weird and the words don't flow. Communicating the patterns I'm seeing is something vital to my survival.
Conveying ideas and pointing out patterns feels good to me.
I've identified how stiff my writing is when I attempt to convey an idea or share a story. I'm fighting the habits instilled in my being from growing up in the American education system. I'm growing confidence and breaking through mental insecurities.
I'm learning to write the same way I speak. I like how I speak when communicating ideas orally and I want to expand my ability to do the same on paper, or a screen.