I am a writer. My journey is one of healing on the road to self-love. I have responded to an inner urge to be “authentic.” It is as simple as that. I could describe my accolades, saying what I’ve accomplished in spite of my challenges and obstacles. I could tell you about my hometown, what schools I attended, and what brought me to be the person that I am. Also worth nothing might be where I live and what I do for a living. Certainly, telling you my story and sharing my traumas, wounds and triumphs is a common theme today. But would all that really tell you about Me? Shall I recite or reframe?
As a writer, I am the author of my own story and I am free to create a masterpiece. I can choose a story that supports me and my creativity, and thus sharing my story becomes quite simple versus a complicated assortment of landmarks, events, milestones, successes and disappointments.
My story is simple – Writing is my passion. The form is irrelevant – be it creative, business, professional or academic – writing simply comes naturally for me. I didn't go to school to learn about writing. It is my gift, my natural talent, my joy and the core of who I am. Since I was a young girl, I loved any subject that allowed me to write. I especially loved English,
I didn’t keep a traditional journal as a child, but I’ve always had some form of writing mechanism to capture my thoughts and ideas. I’d read poetry, rewrite it, and then create my own. I also loved music and would listen to a song many times in order to learn the lyrics so that I could write them down and see how the words fit together rhythmically. I’d write with any instrument I could get my hands on – pencil, pen, crayon, marker, chalk, you name it.
During challenging times, I found writing to be a form of self-soothing. Perhaps, this is what led me to start my official journal writing as a young adult. As I grew older, the gift of writing naturally formed into a way to assist and edify others. As a way to glorify God, it birthed itself into poetry and creative writing. As I matured into adulthood, I began to freely help others with writing projects because it was something I enjoyed and performed well with little effort. It became, and still is, my gift of service. Interestingly, I was named after my great aunt, Sister Grace Maria, which some say is indicative of my calling – maybe or maybe not.
It is my mission to share my divine creations and to assist in the empowerment of others on the journey to self-love; for it’s the journey that I am most experienced. Through the adventures of my life, and its joys and pains, I have returned to myself. I have awakened and fully remember the reasons I am alive. My adventures have made me who I am and who God wants me to be. I am a healer. I am love and light. It is my purpose to bring blessings wherever I go. It is the Grace that was bestowed upon me, and the Grace that I am, that ignites my desire to give and love unconditionally.
Along my journey I have earned a Master of Science degree, completed 23 years of government service, worked as a community college adjunct faculty member, and have achieved many awards and acknowledgements. Publishing my first book – Psalms of Grace: Poems and Songs of Inspiration – is my treasure. Publishing my second book -- Soul Songs, is my desire. I am also a proud mother, loving daughter, and inspiring friend.
Today, I am a graduate student of Counseling Psychology with a concentration in the Creative Arts. I have selected this path because my mission is not only to share my divine creations; it is also to help others find their own creations within and to support them as they reframe their own stories into masterpieces. My success is not defined by money; it is defined by the extent in which my work is aligned with my Divine Purpose. Writing and sharing my authentic voice keeps me aligned with that purpose.
I am a writer. I am Love. I am Grace. It’s that simple.
Who are you? What can you look at, present, or think of in a new or different way? Will you repeat, recite or reframe?
Grace
Whenever I read your blog, I am always given some more wit of wisdom and spoonful of spirituality. A wit and spoonful can carry a person a long way. Both you and I are writers, and to see a fellow spirit excelling in her creative self is a blessing. Its inspiration, Grace; no, change that; you, the authentic Grace is inspiring. You are correct, your accolades neither compare nor color who you really are. I love the idea or concept of reframing – indeed the frame itself can make a picture.
ReplyDeleteReframe
Take another look
Tidy up the edges
Dust off the canvas
Try wood, in place of steel
Let your roots dig in
Sprout
Shoot up from the ground as if a small bush
Your canvas, a coronation
Your frame a crown, not corner
Breath
Shout in small voices
Be noticed, or disappear with energy
With nerve
With purpose
Reframe – not refrain
Connect – not disconnect
Be authentic and know
To frame is a mere adjustment
Sometimes in attitude
Sometimes in course and direction
Sometimes in dedication
And yes, sometimes in your clothes
Your speech, your walk
Your capacity to listen and
Do God’s Will
Excelling who You Are
And Being who you are
Meant To Be
(c)Jesse Sharpe