Sundeelia: Finding Your Authentic Voice
First, I want to sincerely thank my readers, long-term stalwarts and new, for responding en masse with more comments than I think I have ever received during the existence of this little blog. Thank you, thank you, thank you… and muchas gracias to my Spanish-speaking readers.
Many years ago, Eliza was prompted to start her own blog by a person who had been a mentor in another life, a senior druid. As she made connection with this person through an email correspondence over two years, she experienced visions of past lives, especially one extremely intense one during the time period of the second Roman invasion into Britain long ago.
While not everyone is going to be introduced to writing in such a manner, many people who consider themselves as plain, ordinary folk, do have an inner muse that requires some avenue for expression. Of course, you can express yourself through any creative endeavor, even cooking and gardening, which can become art forms in and of themselves if given focused attention, passion, and love.
While I have practiced doing some art in the past, I have found my focus has been on writing, this blog, but also my ‘book’ that I mention from time to time. I have discovered in the midst of writing, a means to move old energies through and out of my physical form, usually in the form of tears. It is quite amazing to realize how long stuck and repressed energies can reside in the Light Body, for mine in particular, are the result of lifetimes spent in the Sirian Star System and two in the Pleiades. I have written about my task in clearing Star Wars in other articles that can be found both in the archives of Blue Dragon Journal and in my new blog, Sunny’s Journal.
As a writer, when I sit down, I often do not know what will emerge. I simply type away and the words flow out. I guess you could call it a form of channeling. Every person who enjoys reading would probably enjoy writing. My sister, Tazjma, used to devour books. Now, I can barely focus on reading one page, but have managed to write 90 long chapters of a book! It has become both a form of self-therapy and self-expression.
In the book, I have had to rewrite and reorganize various chapters as I began to realize that this book would eventually be published. Even as I write these words, I begin to comprehend how writing is much like painting or any art form where sometimes you need to take out whole areas of a painting and re-do so it more adequately expresses your innermost yearnings.
Due to my sister’s long history of being an avid reader, she also developed a love of the English language. A polyglot of a language, with words and phrases from Latin, Greek, the Germanic tongues, and other influences, English is especially rich in expression, for me at least. Certainly, other languages lend themselves well to writing, too, but in this life, here, I do not have the necessary command of them to effectively write. English has also become a language universally used the world over.
I realize that my language is not scholarly, but I am not aiming for a master’s or a doctorate. Rather, I would appeal to the forgotten people, the common everyday person who may be hesitant, perhaps thinking themselves unworthy of taking up the call of the Muse and writing their own story, poems, or articles.
For too long have people been dominated from the outside. Well, now, the focus is moving to the individual, how they can heal as an individual and doing so, expand their focus to encompass the world.
Never did I imagine that when I started this blog nearly nine years ago that my humble words would be read across this entire planet… maybe only by one person per country, but it is so – I have studied the stats. Just think what an impression you could make if you were to dedicate some time to set down your inner thoughts and discover, in the process, that your story resonates and touches many, many other persons.
Writing is a joy, a release, an expression, a manner in which to move the energies through my body. And it is a way to share my thoughts with others in a way I cannot or will not share with even those persons I currently live with. As a stranger in a strange land, we starseeds and walk-ins, and creative people, need to discover ‘our tribe, our family’ elsewhere than in our own original blood families, especially now when families are being torn apart due to polarized viewpoints.
I heartily encourage anyone who enjoys writing to start sharing your journey with others as I have to some extent within the digital walls of this blog.
Again, I thank my readers for showing your support through your lovely and sincere comments that deeply touched my heart and have lend me the strength and determination to continue on with this blog.
Much love to you all,