Writing is not easy especially when it is public. I have been writing my blog for a few years and posting to FB for longer. My intention is always to communicate an observation whether humorous or beautiful that stirs the reader to think or be introspective. It is done in a "hey this is what I just learned or observed what do you think" - way. My attitude is never judgmental but more - "we are on this journey together lets help each other out!" If I slip up and think something is a written from ego it is quickly deleted.
The feedback I get from my blog and FB page has been mostly beautiful and positive. Many of you have told me how it has inspired and given you much insight towards healing and love. Thank you for that. It means more than you could ever know to think my mission of expression can expand love. I know much of this experience writing has been healing for me and I hope for my readers as well.
Of course there are some negative things too. Over the years people have taken offense. Although this happens rarely compared to the positive, such misunderstandings deserve my observation and answer.
I would like to set the record straight. There have been times people “recognize” themselves as portrayed in one of my stories or posts. Well, they think they recognize themselves anyway and they feel a bit exposed or uncomfortable. In truth most of these times the person offended is not the person written about in the blog. Furthermore my posts are never in relation to a person, ever. My posts and blogs are inspired by observations and experiences drilled down to all of us as a collective.
Whether a person “recognizes” themselves out of ego or arrogance, fear or worry is not for me to judge. I understand how people sometimes fail to assume positive intent and rush to judge me, they are actually judging themselves. It is indeed the place that scares them.
However that breeds anger and my blog and posts have no alignment with that. In truth most people who “recognized” themselves are misguided. I value everyone that crosses my path. People who think I wrote about them in truth have no worries about any breach of privacy from me. When something is specifically about a person it is in gratitude and I usually name them as I have with certain loved ones and teachers. So for all those friends and acquaintances who ask me “That blog was about me wasn’t it?” the answer is “No”! And for all of you who are wondering who a blog or post is about, it is assuredly not one specific person. For those of you who have unfriended me because you thought a post was a dig directed at you let me assure you it was not.
More likely it referred to a lesson on our collective journey that hit a nerve and I have become your scapegoat. I understand that our human experience makes us often look to blame the other before we peruse ourselves. I have often written about those experiences within myself and my regrets of them. I am not perfect in life and I often can be direct and a bit harsh. But in the sacred space of my page and blog my words are checked and weighed for authenticity and intention. They are not for me but for the world. And so my heart holds them to a higher standard. This is my work not my entertainment or manipulation.
Most writers will tell you our characters are compilations of sorts, created by imagination in my case inspired by reality. We “write” to tell a story, relate an experience, and create a reaction from the reader. My blog stories are not always literal descriptions of my life but often poetic ruminations and compilations of many experiences told as one designed to inspire and stir hearts.
The things I write about are often a compilation of happenings with many people in many places. It is the emotions I am demonstrating that determine what I choose to write. I have lived over a half a century and I have had many experiences often similar or parallel ones with many people. I’ve had many friendships fade, I have many close friends now, and I have a few ex’s, I have dated men, I have traveled lots of places, I‘ve been on a lot of motorcycles, sat across many dinner tables, meditated with many people, given Reiki to a few hundred people, done readings for more, I have had many healings, I’ve eaten a lot of meals, lain on many sofas, buried a lot of loved ones, I’ve walked the beach a thousand times. I have had my heart broken a lot , I have fallen in love more, I have been abused and nurtured by many…you get the drift? So more than likely the blog is not about “you”, it’s about my life and what I have lived and learned. I am not the Taylor Swift of blogs or social using media to expose moments for a self serving purpose. My blog is sacred space created for a higher purpose. In the end the blog is not about “you” and it’s not about “me”, it is written for “us”. It is written for the collective world to learn and love.
My writing is always inspired by emotions that have moved me so deeply or taught me so wisely that I am guided to share them. Many times in daily posts as they occur. Why? Because I know what it is like to be desperately alone, scared and in despair and I never want any other being on this earth to ever feel what I felt. Because someone out there needs to connect, to heal, to know they are not alone and perhaps my words can inspire hope and healing. I don’t believe my experiences are so unique; the blog and posts are not a billboard of “look at me” moments. I believe my experiences are much like everyone else’s. I’m just good at putting them into words. If I can make someone laugh or think or feel love- so be it - I believe we need to do more of that! Often my words are divinely inspired. In fact I believe mostly everything in our lives is divinely inspired and that is why I take credit for little and am in awe of all.
In that awe is the foundation for my writing. This life, this beautiful life is so amazing and heart stirring I can’t hold it back. Living a journey to ascension and wading through all the beauty and tragedy to emerge triumphant is our birthright. Some days are joyous and some days are repulsive but they are all a gift. It is not in the “why” of them that the theme of my writing is found, but in the “where” of them that the foundation of “The Rose Blog” lay. By sharing my stories and where they bring me I hope to bring my readers to those places too. In an- " if I can triumph, so can you" way. Mine is a life vertically lived. I have been lucky to learn that every experience interpreted in the right way brings you higher. By pushing on and upwards under everyday burdens to find joy and small rewards I hope to inspire other souls to do the same.
As I said I have been in desperation, alone and utterly lost. In that place of deep despair I was divinely led to find a diary of my mother’s that I never knew existed. I write about that experience in a blog from March 2015 titled “The Gift From Beyond”. As I sat and read my beautiful Mother’s words my life was saved. Each word formed a connection to something greater than my raw moments of despair and built a life line to a Spirit that would save my weary soul. On a cold damp basement floor I sat and read and read as the words fed my hunger to be loved and my longing for connection. I realized the power the written word has to save us. I understood the power reading has to connect us. A diary changed my life. Words on a page saved me! The story of my Mother’s life put hope in my lost soul. I realized I could do the same and so my blog was born.
When a reader misjudges my written words as a cause for their personal wound it stings me. But I accept it. Perhaps that is just the way their personal journey will be inspired. Either way my words become the tool they were intended for. Expansion, growth, introspection and mostly hopefully healing and reconciliation. Sometimes the route is a circular one but I take solace that whatever is happening it will lead to what is real for my readers.
My pen is my sword. It cuts through the bullshit of life. Like a modern day Joan of Arc when I write I am riding into battle. Exposing my life and laying it all on the line for a cause. I do not wield a sword to inflict pain or harm. My battle is not an arrogant self serving one. It is one of truth! It is a humble and sacred cause to show the world the passions of a woman’s heart. To bleed in shame, to sing with joy, to wallow in grief and still love deeply with no restraint is the miracle of my life. My life is a message to keep going and never close your heart. I share my experiences so everyone is inspired to triumph and love that way. My pen is the sword that defends love against desperation and defeat. For love is all there really is and only what is real.
My words are love and truth. They are my gift to myself. They are gratitude to God for bringing me home, past the scars and wounds of a million lifetimes. And most of all they are my gift to you so you know someone in the world cares about you and your beautiful heart, so you don’t give up. I want everyone to know love as deeply and profoundly and powerfully as I do. And so I share my love through my pen hoping the ink magically connects us.
Peace and Love,
Spiritual Healer, Energetic Medium
This Blog is the story of the miracles, challenges and lessons of my life journey. Years ago when I hit a personal "rock bottom" my despair led me to seek answers and my quest for truth began. Amazing events propelled me on a spiritual journey of transformation.. Miraculously, through these experiences my life has become my teacher and my friend.... I hope my words connect us and allow us to walk together for a time as teacher and friend to each other. The most valuable thing we have during this human experience is our connection to love. The love in our soul for a higher power and others is the only thing that is real. I honor these connections through my writing. Theses words are my gift inspired through the heart of Spirit for you. I hope by sharing my journey it will enlighten, inspire and ease yours as it does mine >> ... Peace... Georgia Rose