You may be envious of jealous of the lives that you think that others have, but if you talk to anyone for long enough, they’ll show you their scars. We’re all struggling just as much as you are. Maybe if we were all open and honest about how much our lives suck, we wouldn’t all have to pretend that everything’s good all the time. And all it takes is to just look around.
In the nine months since I got an Instagram account, I’ve learnt heaps about myself, about the creative process, and about people. I’ve written things I didn’t think I could write. Seen stuff in ways I couldn’t have predicted. It’s been a conversational journey. And the ride is far from over.
It’s risky, rewriting your story. You've been living according to it. This is all you know. But the unknown is worth seeking - it is a place of someone returning, of mutual healing, of security. A place of knowing that your wounds are worth loving.
One woman's march would rattle the very foundations of the structure, it would cut through the stale air of the government building, it would cause heads to turn, it would change the world. What should have been another day at the office, was suddenly shattered. It was shattered by the click of one woman’s heels.
I have felt vulnerable to people’s criticisms for being odd and different. However, vulnerability should not be hidden since it’s a demonstration of opening up and showing our authentic selves to others. It may be hard sometimes to show our differences and even our weaknesses, but we should all feel happy and pursue the things that matter to us. After all, it is through vulnerability that deep connections are created in relationships, which generate empathy, trust, and understanding among our loved ones.
The world is filled with 7.6 billion people. 7.6 billion creative brains all unique in their own way, even if they don’t know it yet. One soul out of the billion has now found where she wants to be, and what she wants to do with her life. She has found one way of expressing herself. It is through blog writing.
I hope people can turn their hunger for change into being empowered to make things happen themselves. And I hope art, and imagining and dreaming the world to be different, holds a place of importance in that process.
This is the day of the poet. That's not just because it's Aotearoa's National Poetry Daytoday. Poetry readership is skyrocketing. That's not just a numbers thing either, several studies are now showing that poetry also has one of the most diverse readerships out of the different types of writing available for audiences. Social media poetry is huge. People even write blogs about poetry (like this one, and this one). But what is all the fuss about? Why do we have a National Poetry Day?
I'm a twenty something that is made for deep connection and embracing the messiness of life. Through words, I want to wake up others to do the same. I often think of life in seasons. Seasons of letting go, of embracing the mess that is life, of chasing after things, of rest. Seasons of being really human.