A writer….

 

 

“A writer is…an artist, a soldier, a dreamer, a poet, a philosopher, a prophet no one wants to hear, a leader, a subversive follower, a supplicant and a spy.”
-Lauren Sapala

 

I posted this quote yesterday on facebook. Upon searching for an image on the internet I found this one, that strongly resonated with me. Little did I know is that it was Sappho (Σαπφώ) from Greece. Funny enough that same day I wanted to find some kind of beautiful Greek poem and I asked one of my friends and he just gave me the name Sappho whom I knew and immediately thought great idea! Then as I looked her up there was the photo. Interesting huh? Synchronicity!

Sappho is considered one of the greatest lyric poets  and one of the few women poets we know in antiquity. She was from the island of Lesvos where she ran an academy for unmarried young women. Sappho was a lesbian and was known for her love poems. Plato named her the tenth muse. Just a side note.

I was pondering today the joys of writing and how it truly requires solitude and focus. For me at least it is an all day process. If I meet with friends etc. it requires me a lot more time after to get back into writing mode. It is a real commitment.

I just love sitting and writing all day whether in the park  where I am inspired by nature or sitting alone on the bed typing away. I just simply love creating! whether writing, taking photographs, drawing, dancing anything it gives me life…it is the air that I breathe..a necessity for my spirit to be fully joyful…..

I love not knowing where it will lead, what the next moment will bring. You never know where the story will go, how it will begin and there is simply no need to. It is exciting, unknown, spontaneous, the same way I view life.

You can create whatever you want, it can begin one way then you can choose something else and go in another direction. There is even no thought involved only intuition. It just comes….

It is a creation just like life..

“And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.”
– William Shakespeare (from A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

 

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