Writers Block…
Writer’s block is a thing. I am learning this as I continue down the journey of writing. Tonight, I find myself with a block. It’s not that I have nothing to say, I just can’t seem to create a flow.
I feel the weight of my words. I see so many individuals putting content out for the sake of putting out content. Writing isn’t content to me. It is art.
Here I am writing and creating, not for anyone but for myself. But I’m not perfect. I’ve allowed other people’s standards to box me in my past.
I’ve discovered that it doesn’t work that way. I changed my thought process to this:
Instead of trying to produce for the crowd, try creating and publishing my own art that I find interesting and actually care to read.
I have the control to create something worth reading with my own thoughts. I get to develop my own standards of what I expect of myself and the effort I put forth into my writings. And thankfully, it only gets better.
So as I feel my writer’s block lifting, I think it’s worth noting how standards are a barrier in today’s society. Most don’t have any but are ok with placing standards on others. These are the same people who can’t even maintain those standards themselves.
As I continue to fall in love with writing, just as I did with running in the mountains, I know it takes time. A lot of the time, running through the mountains is tough, tiring, and exhausting.
Yet, it is freeing, peaceful, and enjoyable all at the same time. It allows me to recall experiences that evoke a variety of emotions and feelings.
Writing my thoughts down and sharing them has created some of the same feelings. It’s another path towards healing. It has offered me a support system that I value and helped to create standards that I enjoy holding myself to. It’s just not always in alignment with the crowds’ standards.
Development of personal standards should be something that each of us has, and if you can’t think of any off the top of your head... Ask yourself, why is that? Do you hold others to unrealistic, self-serving standards? Can you achieve those standards that you hold someone else to?
There comes a time when our youth slowly fades away, and adulthood slips in. That sense of maturity helps us seek less social affirmation for our practices or in life. In a way, standards become obsolete—these new actions remove our ego from the crowd and offer the skillset to fuse a deeper connection to our existence. This fuse of existence has helped me find a free, peaceful, and enjoyable life through emotional connection and not suppressing feelings that ultimately implode. That implosion is what leads to death by our own hands.
So before holding others to your self-serving standards, learn to hold your own.
Live life through your own actions and standards. I’m holding up that mirror again. We can thank my writers’ block.