“Half of what I say is meaningless, but I say it so that the other half may reach you.”

 

 

I do not know who will read me…or if anyone at all will read my words. I do not know if the words I write will have any effect on anyone or on the world.

 

I do know that when I write, I feel like I have a purpose. I feel like I am alive and it gives me courage to be myself. I feel less threatened by the world.

 

My passion for life seems to get in the way of being received.  I know I am an intense person. I can get very passionate about what I am saying or feeling.  Even if I say nothing, people who know me a bit, feel my passion through my being.  I feel that some people fear me because of it. This saddens me. I have no desire to hurt anyone. In fact, quite the opposite…I feel I want to protect others.  I find the only way I can do this successfully is through my words in the hope that some of what I write may help to give light to the world…to bring love into the world.  Some people are threatened by my words…they think I may be attacking them…maybe some days I am saying what I think needs to be said—but I try intensely to only say or write things that are the truth and need to be said to help them be more free…more open.  So perhaps it is good that I stick to writing, because then one can decide to read it or not.  I find even in my attempt to write, depending on the person and their mood and feelings, I may be bringing them pain.  The perceptions of the individual will color what they read.

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My perceptions color what I write.

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Today I wrote about my writing to a dear friend, whom I have never met in person.  I remarked: “No, the “PedalPushingThoughts@wordpress.com blog is a diversion so I stop thinking about love.  I thought I needed a second blog so that I did not write just about love.

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This  very special Someone said to me today: “giggle over laugh out loud over smile…..Jane, you never write about anything else But Love…..giggle. “

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