When I was about sixteen I suddenly discovered the joy of mere words, i.e. the sounds and associations of words. The lines from Paradise Lost —
So hee with difficulty and labour hard
Moved on: with difficulty and labour hee.
/ George Orwell, Why I Write
“Sometimes I write a poem and I don’t realize what tense I’m using, or I’m writing a passage, and I have to decide later. Editing becomes the place where the past and present start to connect. When I’m writing, the curiosity pulls me forward. The work gets done when my terror is outpaced by my sense of urgency to speak. When there are good days, I go a little faster than my terror, and there are bad days when my terror beats me, and I’m silent. That’s the negotiation.”
— Ocean Vuong, in this Creative Independent interview
What if all this time, all this struggle, has been leading you to a beautiful chapter in your life?
What if everything works out, even if it doesn't seem like it right now?
What if who you become is all you needed all along?
What if all this hard work leads to amazing things?
At this age, one of the most important things we can do is learn to turn off editor brain—the part that anticipates other’s reactions and fears not receiving validation.
It’s a process of learning how to empty long enough to hear ourselves. if we wait long enough in the stillness, even our own voices can fade until there’s something much larger than us, waiting to move through us.
So it’s a process of learning when something is done. When is this creation ready to be received? When is spirit done moving through me?