Recognizing the fact that things happening to you happen to other people as well, can be such a relief sometimes! And of course it does, as we are here with so many, everything has been experienced by someone in one way or the other. You’re never alone. But especially if it is something you feel and can’t rationally explain and another person experiences it the same way, it can be a relief. Well, that is exactly what happened to me last week. Talking to my client, telling her about my blog as I was asked by one of her colleagues to be her sparring partner for her speech in ‘The month of the Spiritual Book’. She said: “Oh, that is exactly what happened to Ruth Stone, the poet Elizabeth Gilbert was talking about in her Tedtalk.” I was stunned.
Elizabeth Gilbert is the editor of Eat, Pray, Love. A famous bestseller all around the world. Her fantastic talk is about creativity and fear. As she now encounters the fact that people tell her it must be hard to keep on writing as her next book can never be the success the last one was. Something people say with no intention of bringing her down, but fully driven out of fear. A creative process of which we can all only dream of experiencing that and even then it is with ups and downs, of course.
Now what was such a recognition to me? The poet she tells about, Ruth Stone, could hear the poem come rolling up to her over the fields and she had to run from the field she was working on, to the house, grabbing a pencil and pen in order to write the poem down in time, or she would be too late and it would roll further, looking for another poet. There is a huge parallel with how I experienced the beginning of my blog. Until my last post, I could feel I had to grab my paper and pen and be ready for it. The sentences would pop up in my mind, one by the other, in English, while Dutch is my mother tongue and my English is not that well as I’m able to present here. In the beginning I could hardly manage to keep up with it. It seems like I was given a kick start and am asked to do it by myself now. I wonder if I will be able to write in the way it got to me in the first place.
Now why is it, that we have these fear-driven minds? I would like to choose love over fear here, again. As I feel like this is what I have to do. And I ask you to do the same for your part: Keep on walking! In Elizabeth’s words: “Do your job and ‘Ole’ to you none the less, just for having the sheer human love and stubbornness to keep showing up!“