Write It Out {Heart to Hearts}
>> Sunday, March 6, 2011 –
Heart to Hearts,
Posts by Erin
I've been living in Music City for about 8 months now and I've started to think something is wrong with me because I don't write songs, sing, or play a variety of instruments (or all 3..at the same time..on a professional level).
After some recent misfortunes, (if you will) I found myself thinking until it hurt. Yes, I was over-thinking things and still getting little relief. So I picked up a pen and began to write my thoughts down. I quickly realized the intense healing power of writing. After only a week of writing, my journal is already full of poems, songs, stories and a lot of chicken scratch. My heart and mind are at ease. The journal has carried the burden for my mind.
This picture is lyrics i wrote down from one of my favorite praise songs, How He Loves by David Crowder.
After some recent misfortunes, (if you will) I found myself thinking until it hurt. Yes, I was over-thinking things and still getting little relief. So I picked up a pen and began to write my thoughts down. I quickly realized the intense healing power of writing. After only a week of writing, my journal is already full of poems, songs, stories and a lot of chicken scratch. My heart and mind are at ease. The journal has carried the burden for my mind.
I'm not saying my poems will be published or my songs will be hits, but I get what this city is all about.{MUSIC HEALS}. Not just for the listener but for the artist. So I encourage you, write it out!
My hope is that this blog becomes a safe-place of writing where people can read and write and share ideas and experiences. And most importantly someone, somewhere can find some healing of their own.
This picture is lyrics i wrote down from one of my favorite praise songs, How He Loves by David Crowder.
