Like most humans, I’m multi-layered like an onion and beneath each layer is a different facet of me, but the thing is that every part of me is held by one thing and that’s my writing.![Writing_beauty[1]](https://acookingpotandtwistedtales.files.wordpress.com/2016/05/writing_beauty1.jpg)
My restless spirit finds peace and rest through my fingers. My thoughts are better articulated, processed and understood and my pain is dealt with through the words that pour into my soul.
Writing fuels my creativity. Writing is a stabilizer for me and is a compulsion that I am drawn to on a daily basis. As melodramatic as this might sound, writing surpasses a desire but becomes a self-expressing way of being.
You can very well say that writing is my raison d’être and that’s the truth.
I am a better human, a kinder person due to writing. It takes stress off me. Nothing else under the surface of Earth brings me the cathartic satisfaction that writing gives to me. Nothing!
I am a better wife, mother, friend, sister, daughter, lover, thinker, neighbour, teacher…. all due to writing. It took a while to correlate my periodical crankiness and my writing. When my spoken expression is at sudden loss, my fingers don’t fail me and I always feel out of sorts as if something is seriously wrong when I don’t write. It gives me pause to appreciate the beauty of life and all that surrounds me.
I have oscillated from different things over time, but my scribbles remain a constant which goes way back to as long as my conscious mind can remember. I fell in love with words at a very early age and that love keeps going strong and I daresay that if you are a writer, you need no one to tell you.
Encapsulating it, writing is a love of my life that no one can take away from me. A sacred place that gives me enough reason to hope, a sense of purpose and the audacity to dream vividly.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Raison d’être, The Daily Post Prompt
Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.
When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.
Dance to your heart’s delight my African child, until echoes of your stamping feet, beating heart; bright eyes, smiling lips; and waving hands, resonates over and over like thunder claps, reverberating throughout the Universe.
Just dance.
a cooking pot and twisted tales 
❤
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Through my writing, I’ve discovered how it feels to do something you absolutely love. Like you, I believe it’s made me a better person. Through my writing I’ve discovered a balance within. For me writing acts like a mental duster, allowing me to think more clearly.
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I like that phrase mental duster. It’s really a wonderful experience and I love it 🙂
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Me too. I think that I’m actually addicted to the experience 💜 I can’t imagine having to give it up.
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What would you do if you couldn’t write anymore? What would life look like to you?
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Unimaginable!
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You have said, so beautifully, what I also know to be true for myself.
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Thank you for reading and your kind comments. My regards, Jacqueline
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I think it is the ultimate in healthy emotional expression, something that is incredibly important that most of us did’t learn at a young age due to an emotionally stunted generation! That whole attitude that you can’t show your child too much affection or it’ll spoil them. Hogwash! Giving them everything they want and not expecting anything like good behavior in return…THAT will spoil them!!
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I don’t quite understand why your link doesn’t click Michelle. I often try to get to your blog through it but never been lucky. Your comment just summarizes the truth. Writing is such a healthy emotional expression and very important. Parents who encourage their child not to show emotions or denies them affection robs them of a wholesome life.
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Physical affection is a basic human need and emotional expression is a sign of strength, not weakness. If you are secure enough, you can make yourself vulnerable and with wisdom you find out who is safe to share this intimacy.
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