Monday, September 25, 2023,
Somehow, the words cram together in my brain like the bumper-to-bumper crazy of rush hour. This seems odd since the experience I am desperately wanting to describe and share and ultimately live out in my weird freaking life going forward is all about being a writer. Somebody told me writers…well, they WRITE…so just start G…let it flow.
Thank you, SK. So many things I could say, but try this on…you are way more caring than you let on. Your passion for words, for stories for being curious and wanting to know, live, and squeeze every drop out of life is powerful. I experienced this firsthand, sitting just a few feet away from you for the past four days in the “Flow for Writers” retreat/workshop in LA. I believe at the heart of all that passion that screams from every fiber of your punk rocker being is an appreciation for the human condition, in all its strangeness, peculiarity, wonder, and flow.
You certainly seemed to care a lot about the people in that room and for the very cool staff of FRC. You cared enough to tell us the truth, to challenge us, teach us maps, hacks, and tools, and then laugh at us, at yourself, and fill us with hope that we too can be creative, maybe even be a writer one day whose words move someone to cry, laugh, pound their fist on the table, jump up and down for joy and find meaning in the stories and truth only we can tell, in our own voice and from our own point of view.
The whole experience was one that I will never forget and which, if I am honest, has the power to change my life once more, like a new portal just opened up at 716 Brooks over the weekend but more importantly, in the somatic address of my heart, soul, mind and full body yes!! I want to be a writer. I want to share my stories, wisdom, and experiences, but I also want very much to be curious in a “writerly” kind of way; I want to pursue my “7 curiosities” and understand why they seem to come in this never ending stream of overlapping aha and huh moments that show up constantly in my life.
So now I have tools, maps, models, and the internalized belief that I also have some skill, some potential some possibility of being a writer who actually does make a difference in the world through his words.
All this from a glorified ski bum, surfer dude, flow junky who first taught me about thinking differently and living more of my life in the impossible world that great neuroscience applied can make possible. Either I just entered crazy town or writing and I have a real future or maybe just both, and that is good with me.
So…here is my intention. I want to be a writer and writers, write. They write all kinds of things, in different styles, with different voices, in various genre, context, length, tone, and setting but no matter what, it means putting words on the page. Good words, silly words, powerful, confusing words…words and more words put into sentences, paragraphs, articles, chapters, books and all sorts of formats but all of them require words being written by the writer in a time and place. So I intend to write at least 250 words a day, every day from now until December 31st, 2023. I have a lot of ideas and hope that at least some of these words of mine will make enough sense that they’ll be worth sharing at least here in this blog. I need to know what that takes, what that feels like, what it looks like…when it goes well and when it doesn’t when the words flow, and when they are hard to find. I want to be a writer some here we go. Thanks for being on this journey with me! I appreciate that more than you can know.