I went to an incredibly inspiring event led by Elizabeth Gilbert yesterday and it has made me realise that I want to share my writing, and more importantly, the reasons why I write, with you more often.
Liz Gilbert is a writer whose message fuels me to keep going on this creative journey. Her book Big Magic and its accompanying workshop have relit a flame in me.
It was nearly five years ago when I took the plunge and finally picked up my pen again.
Back then, I felt like my life was shit.
I once heard someone describe something as a gold-plated turd…and well, that description fits perfectly. Everything seemed so shiny on the outside but the truth was hidden. I was deeply unhappy, chronically anxious and running on empty from the inside out.
I vividly remember realising that I was always looking outside for fulfilment and as that wasn’t working, I began to look inward and it was the best decision I ever made.
So today, I put all my fear aside and share with you a short poem. It’s one I was called to write during that first phase of transitioning to the life that I am so very grateful to be living right now.
To quote Liz Gilbert, “Onwards…” xx
The uprooted tree spoke to me
as I walked along the gravel path.
It told me of the displacement it felt,
as it lay on its side;
earth and tangled roots
laid bare for all to see.
I went away and thought about those roots,
thought about my roots.
And when I returned a few months later,
there the tree stood;
Majestic and grounded,
Re-rooted in its rightful place.
I heard it speak, watched it nod,
confirming its pleasure at being stood
firmly back where it belonged.
And now I am that tree –
Re-rooted in my rightful place,
firmly back where I belong.
© 2018 Lindsey Bailey