Thank You I'm Sorry

        Recently, I came across a poem I had written to an ex-girlfriend after we broke up. I remember the poem taking me all of five minutes to write. But that wasn’t because I didn’t have much to say, or because I didn’t care. Exactly the opposite. It was very painful for me, and the words came gushing out of me along with the tears.
        When I’m able to write that quickly, I feel less like a writer and more like a conduit. Expression and emotion flow through me and out into the world effortlessly. I know the words are mine, but at the same time, they feel as though they’re not coming from me; they’re just passing through.
        Maybe that’s what being truly connected feels like. When I’m truly connected to my heart, I’m also truly connected to divine source. So I’m at once a unique individual and part of everything in creation. The words are mine, but they also belong to everyone, and to the source itself. Is that zen?
        One reason I’m sharing this is because I am completely creatively blocked right now, and I’m trying to harken back to a definitive moment when I had clarity. Like I did when I wrote this poem.

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