writing my future
I have a tendency, or at least a desire, to write. That’s rather obvious, or you wouldn’t be reading this blog. Though I couldn’t stand it when I was younger, writing is an activity I’ve come to enjoy – to the point where I think it would be fun to write for a living. Yes, I know it’s a lot of work, but hey, if I have to work at something, better to work at something I enjoy doing, you know? Not that I don’t enjoy writing software, but let’s face it – it’s not exactly the thing I’d rather do more than anything in the world. If it were, you wouldn’t be reading this because I’d be sitting in my cube learning something new at lunch instead of writing this entry. I like writing software, but hey it’s a job like any other. I do it 8 hours a day then I go home and do what I really like – which isn’t writing software.
I had an idea sometime ago that I never put into practice, but I’m thinking it’s an idea who’s time has come. I’m going to write my future. Not as in writing in the future, but write my future. I’m a very creative person, and writing is one of several creative outlets for me. I once had the idea that I could write out possible futures for myself, but the thoughts I had at that time would have made them more daydreams, things I dreamed about that wouldn’t, or couldn’t come true – or that I would have convinced myself they couldn’t come true, and therefore negated the very work I did. I’m not concerned about that anymore, mainly because I know that I have the ability to manifest the images and ideas I have in my mind into real life. On some levels, that’s an amazing thought – the words I write, or type – I have the ability to change them from mere words into things that are in my everyday life.
I once wanted to be a musician, but the music I wanted to play was much too complex for someone of my skill, and honestly, I didn’t want it bad enough to put in the substantial practice time it would have taken to learn how to play it. One time I decided I wanted to ride a motorcycle, and eventually, I was able to learn and get one. I wanted to study martial arts when I was a child, but not allowed to. After getting older and out on my own, I was able to start studying a martial art. In fact, I am just a few months from my black belt test, which I expect to readily pass.
I’ve already decided how I’m going to do the writing – a series of scenes that I want to see come to pass, that I know can come to pass, with the correct application of imagination and will. A series of scenes – I could easily see them turning into a story. With my penchant for writing, I can describe in detail the pictures in my mind. I’ve even gone so far as to consider drawing out some of the plans for the home I’d like to live in, which I think I will have to build since I’ve never seen anything like it in existence. It will definitely galvanize my thinking, force me to put details to some things I’m currently fuzzy about. There’s no hurry, there never is. But I gotta tell you, I’m really looking forward to figuring some more out and manifesting it.