Noisy

My mind my mind my mind full and noisy buzzy too much stimuli too much I could fit in possibility possible amidst so many options people I've chosen and people I haven't asking for attention and me asking them and wanting over and over and over again to be loved feel loved be heard feel seen find meaning in this web of belonging where do I turn to find others when all I can know is myself and what is shared with me when I get older will I feel brave is the root of all possibility awaits my courageous heart filled blessings are rich on my tongue when I lead with integrity allows for a blossoming flowers open like the sun shining on that which I can't always see around the in-betweens to the space of possibility and transformation occurs when two possibilities collide with the uncertainty see what grows there don't settle for good enough heart leading to exceptional aliveness

My mind my mind my mind full and noisy
buzzy too much stimuli
too much I could fit in
possibility possible amidst so many options
people I've chosen and people I haven't
asking for attention and me asking them
and wanting over and over and over again
to be loved feel loved be heard feel seen
find meaning in this web of belonging
where do I turn to find others
when all I can know is myself and what is shared with me
when I get older will I feel brave
brave is the root of all possibility
possibility awaits my courageous heart
heart filled blessings are rich on my tongue when I lead with integrity
integrity allows for a blossoming
blossoming flowers open like the sun
sun shining on that which I can't always see
see around the in-betweens to the space of possibility
possibility and transformation occurs when two possibilities collide
collide with the uncertainty
see what grows there
don't settle for good enough
heart leading to exceptional aliveness 

Well, if you've read this far you're probably thinking that was a little strange! I agree. I read somewhere this week that any person who feels drawn to creativity (all of us) need to exercise our creativity just like we would exercise our bodies. Or else we get pent up energy, or get lethargic, or get any other number of ways that we may not deem optimal. This afternoon I was certainly feeling the buzzy energy of needing to express and so I opened my journal and just started free writing.Part way through, I started playing a game with myself. When I felt like one phrase had ended, I tried to start another phrase with the last word of the previous phrase, to make one big long run-on sentence.The first paragraph is verbatim from my journal. One big long run-on sentence. The second iteration is broken more into a "poem" as you might typically recognize it. I like them both, for different reasons.Happy creating!