January 7, 2021
I have to keep reminding myself that I am a Daily Writer not a journalist. I take notes. And from those quickly jotted down expressions I learn. Free form thinking. Stream thinking. A discipline. An exercise. I used to call it talking with my eyes. Being a radio on air talent you do that so that listeners can be pulled into the conversation. Look at how great play by play announcers speak with their eyes. It’s happening right now. Allowing the heart and imagination to participate in the presence of Now. Not a journalist. They’re brilliant at crafting their connections. The research. The before and after effects. The knowledge of knowing what sells a newspaper or gets you to watch the 5:00 news five more minutes. I take notes. A Daily Writer. You can’t write for me. I can’t write for you. But we can create incredible conversation. Don’t ask me to bring up politics or religion. Mom planted that seed in my heart as a kid. That infamous list of things we should never do. But she never said, “Don’t be a conversation starter.” Hi. How are you? It’s the morning after. Which is weird to write about because anyone after this morning after isn’t going to have a clue as to what we’re experiencing. For you it might be different. That’s what I love about this connection. We get to be us. We’ve all faced a lot of morning after’s. And when you move through the moment you’re reminded of each and every one of them. Relying on personal knowledge based on greater healing. How did we get through that morning after? Now compare it to another morning after. As much as the sun makes it feel like a brand new freshly released set of 24 hours, the burden of knowing what the morning after holds keeps uncertainty at the base of our balance. Took a lot to get me going this new sun. I didn’t want to deal with life outside the front door. The morning after. Uncertainty with a different identity. As a Daily Writer the only evidence I have or hold is a moment that time will never let go. The morning after.