Forever Now

To write, for me, is to breathe.With pen in hand and letters searching for words to decodemy internal alphabet, I cherish the energy that finds formupon the page. It is here, upon this flat surface of black inkand white paper that my life finds color and form and flow.From my deepest secrets to fleeting observations, I delightin the freedom that this medium of expression offers to allparts of me.Amen.You may ask, "Why bother to write? Hasn't everythingalready been written?"I say to...
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To write, for me, is to breathe.With pen in hand and letters searching for words to decodemy internal alphabet, I cherish the energy that finds formupon the page. It is here, upon this flat surface of black inkand white paper that my life finds color and form and flow.From my deepest secrets to fleeting observations, I delightin the freedom that this medium of expression offers to allparts of me.Amen.You may ask, "Why bother to write? Hasn't everythingalready been written?"I say to you, "Even if every thought has been written, everyscene painted, every color seen, every melody heard, everytouch felt, every flavor tasted, every muscle spent, all ofit is the experience of another. If you are content to live asecondhand life, then I say to you, yes, there is no point inany new endeavor. If, however, you know that true livingis a firsthand experience, then I say write until the end oftime if you are a writer, paint until the end of time if youare a painter, compose until the end of time if you are amusician? and may we all, in some form, find the artist inourselves and bless this expression until the end of time."--Marian Christine Barrett Leibold (2020)