The Water Within: A Reflection on My Journey as a Writer
By Kateb Nuri-Alim Shunnar
To my readers and the world, I wish to share a glimpse of my true self. Often, I am quiet and observant, with deep empathy and compassion flowing through me. I am an ear ready to listen, a word of encouragement when needed, and a helping hand when you need support. Many may not fully understand me because they aren't accustomed to someone like me. They might see me as soft, timid, and not much of a talker. I tend to avoid negative conversations and steer clear of confrontation unless it’s necessary to protect my life or my loved ones. No, I'm not quick to draw the sword; instead, I walk away from foolish conflicts and choose to pray. This has led some to label me as passive-aggressive, but I assure you, I am not passive. I am simply a beautiful person, connected deeply to the universe and its rhythms.
Comparing myself to water, I find solace in its gentle, flowing nature. Water moves with grace, carving paths through the hardest of stones without aggression, simply by being persistent and true to its essence. It nourishes life, adapts to its surroundings, and remains essential to the fabric of existence. Like water, I aim to nurture and support those around me, flowing around obstacles rather than crashing through them.
In nature, I find my reflection. Just as the wind whispers through the trees and the sun warms the earth, I strive to bring warmth and gentle guidance to those I encounter. My connection to the universe is profound; I am an interdimensional person who loves deeply and feels the heartbeat of the Creator within me. This connection has bestowed upon me the wonderful gift and blessing of being a writer.
Writing is not an easy path. It is a journey that delves deep into the soul, drawing upon personal experiences and emotions. Many times, people have tried to discourage me, telling me that writing doesn't pay the bills, urging me to get a "real" job, or insisting that I need formal education to be considered a writer. Some even ignore my attempts to share my passion and gift. Yet, today, I stand firm in my belief that I will not give up on what I know my Creator has planned for me with my pen. I don’t care who is or isn’t for me or who may turn away. I have a message placed within me, and I hope to reach those individuals I am meant to touch.
The journey of a writer is akin to the changing seasons. There are times of harsh winter, where the world seems cold and unwelcoming, but then comes the spring, with its promise of renewal and growth. Writing from the depths of my soul means embracing both the pain and the beauty of life. I have been through many touching and trying times, and it is through these experiences that my Creator has molded me into the writer I am today.
Imagine the tree, rooted deeply in the earth, reaching out to the skies with its branches. This tree stands firm through storms, shedding leaves and then blossoming anew. My writing is like the leaves of this tree, each one a part of me, each one a piece of my journey. My roots are my faith and my connection to the Creator, grounding me and providing the strength to weather any storm.
People often see the finished work, the words on the page, without understanding the process and the depth from which they spring. Writing is a labor of love, a sacred act of creation that involves pouring one's heart onto the page. It requires vulnerability, resilience, and an unwavering belief in one’s purpose.
To those who might question or doubt my path, I say this: I will continue to write, not because it is easy, but because it is my calling. My Creator has given me a voice, and I intend to use it to share my message, to reach the hearts and minds of those who are meant to hear it. My pen is my sword, not of destruction, but of creation, carving paths in the hearts of readers, much like water carves canyons through rock.
So, I stand here, not as a passive observer, but as a beautiful person, deeply connected to the universe and its endless possibilities. My writing is my offering to the world, a testament to my journey and my unwavering faith in the path laid out before me. And I hope, with every word I write, to touch the souls of those who read, to offer them a glimpse of the beauty and depth that life holds.
May my reflections and my words find their way to you, bringing with them the essence of the Creator's love and the boundless potential of the human spirit. This is my journey, my purpose, and my gift to you.
Comments