A Leap Of Courage

March 17th 2020 was the first day I posted to Time and Light Switches. I don’t remember it as being a very eventful day, it was a day like any other except that I took a leap of courage. I didn’t know if this blog would amount to anything, or even be read than anyone other than my parents, but three years later I’m still going. Not because I’m viral and popular, I’m not, but because I want to be the hero I needed growing up. 


I started blogging because I wanted to put myself and my writing out there, hoping but not really knowing if it would mean anything or go anywhere. My first post “Away I Went and Away I Came” was written about my experience having left home for 6 months and the coming home. It was a strange time and it took a lot to process and except. I started this whole blogging thing talking about my emotional process and journey. But after awhile things changed. 


I had talked and wrote and screamed into the void that is the internet about all my different emotions and feelings and pit falls, I felt like a broken record. Repeating the same thing over and over again. And I didn’t want to stay stuck there for the rest of my life so I took another leap. 


After much encouraging, prodding, and wrestling, I decided to start writing about my creative process. Back in April last year I began talking about The Creative Process. Before I made that change I was ready to quit Time and Light Switches altogether, to give up and stop writing. Talking about my emotional process every week was coasting me something I didn’t have to give, but my tank of creative process was full to bursting so I have a lot to give now. 


The only time I really run into a problem of not knowing what to write about now-a-days is when I’ve been sick or in need of rest or just busy with life. Only when I haven’t been active in my creativity do I not know how to talk about it. 


It’s been a fun year writing about little else other than creativity, it's been an amazing tool really. It’s pushed me towards responsibility and accountability inside of my gift of creativity. I hope to continue to write about my creative process and creativity as whole for years to come. 


I’ve finally found the words to explain and share of what Time and Light Switches is and what I hope to accomplish with it. I want to be the person and wealth of information that I needed growing up. I was both blessed and burdened with great seas of creativity, and as a kid I needed someone to tell me what to do with it. It ate away at my health, body and soul, till I had enough air to let a little bit of it out, to let the pressure off just for a moment. I needed a release and an outlet, and I need one every day. In one way or another I have to excessive my creativity, or it becomes a crushing weight. I wish someone had known to tell me that, when I was young. 


So I’m writing Time and Light Switches to and for all the creatives and artist who have ever felt alone or burdened or lost inside their creativity. I’m saying, I’m here, I know how you feel, I did my best to put it into words, I hope this helps, I hope you don’t feel alone anymore. 


I don’t want artists to be starving and I don’t want them to be alone. So I will stand with my torch in the night for as long as it takes. Being raw, honest, and bleeding till I have nothing left to give and then I will give some more. Because I think it’s the artists who will save the world, and I think artist deserver to be understood. 


Having been emotional and a little bit sappy I’ll bid you a happy birthday anniversary Time and Light Switches, hears to as many more years as we can take. Thank you to all my readers both new and old, thanks for coming along in the journey and thank for sticking around. I hope to continue to inspire and comfort for as long as I can. Thank you, a million times thank you. 

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