You want to paint?

Tweet"First of all you must cut off your tongue because your decision takes away from you the right to express yourself with anything but your brush." - Henri Matisse I recently signed up for a writing course after feeling overwhelmed by the possibility of falling into yet another rut. What Ive learned so far has been enough to shake my insides and by the third class leave me delirious. Theres nothing more satisfying than sitting in a classroom with strangers who make you face your inner demons and afterward show you nothing but compassion and understanding. The bravery I witnessed as young men and women shared poems and stories about their lives was inspirational and touching. I couldnt help but be moved to tears, and examine a part of myself that Ive been running from.Writing takes an immense amount of courage. It allows for you to express a reality that isnt always desirable. It opens your heart and mind by draining overwhelming thoughts and feelings. Ive always adored writing (never giving it much thought as to whether I was any good or not), and felt like it was my best friend (in some weird metaphorical sense). Yet, when it comes to sharing those thoughts and feelings with other people, Im the first to flee. The idea of being an open book really freaks me out. However, recently I felt a deep void with my lack of writing and sharing. Almost a loss of self. Its hard to share a passion when youre so unsure of how it will be received by other people. I guess thats why I have yet to volunteer reading my own stories out loud in class. I guess, that also explains why Ive ceased to be intimate on my blog. For Gods sake, my own grandmother visits QQueen of Hearts. But, I realize its a cowardly excuse and one that stumps personal growth.The above quote is so wonderfully perfect to how I feel. If you want to paint/sing/write/do anything that has to be the only means of communication. So, I suppose, this is my first step toward a journey of discovery. A journey of expression. When I was seventeen, My mother said to me "Dont stop imagining. The day that you do is the day that you die."via (1) | via (2) | via (3) | via (4) | via (5) | via (6) | via (7) with love. badley