February 17, 2021
Trusting what you write. We see it every day on social media. Those who post trust their personal expressions. As a daily writer I’ve spent the past twenty eight years learning how to trust what falls from the nib of the writing instrument. Some days I like it. Others prove to be an eye opener or an impossible challenge. Yesterday, and for some reason it didn’t seem to come up on the podcast. Yesterday these words appeared on the page: What we see as being challenged isn’t always change but rather how we decide to keep living in a past we’d like to rewrite. Doesn’t that fall into the description of Self Culture Cancellation? Is it healthy to convince ourselves that time itself has been erased and or replaced by the way we saw it and not the way it honestly was? Self Culture Cancellation. I couldn’t let the subject go. So much so that late last night I scratched onto the top of my daily writing page: Pick up on Self Culture Cancellation. I was headed into a writing assignment during a time when free form thinking is where I graze. Here’s how I define Self Culture Cancellation: Making it known to ourselves that a moment or event no longer fits into the story that which we wish to live with. By way of rewriting our past we choose to cancel the actions of reality and replace it with a story that features less pain and anxiety. This isn’t a guilt trip but a stroll through awareness. How aware are we of the stories we keep? I daily write so that my inner core can’t and won’t find reason to erase or replace. The goal is to never put myself in a position of Self Culture Cancellation. That I know of. And if I do the newly laid path is having the knowledge or awareness to keep the soul clear of Self Culture Cancellation. Sure, I’d love to go back and replace the actions, reactions and lack of abilities I’ve carried during these forty two years in Broadcasting. But why exchange the experiences? We wouldn’t be in this moment of Now if anything was different. I’d do anything to return to the budding stages of learning how to put paint on a canvas then marketing it to galleries across the nation. The rejection letters to this moment sting worse than a bee! But I won’t rewrite it. If you could see the walls of this recording studio. They are blessed with the art that fell from my creative expression. I don’t see them as pain. I call them my skeletons. If I chose to Self Culture Cancellation this studio would be emptier than my heart. Awareness. Know when you’re practicing Self Culture Cancellation. Being you requires the entire path not just the pretty flowers on a desert floor that hasn’t seen water in eighty years.