This feeling.
My process of writing these columns is usually the same: I see something that resonates deep within me in some way. Maybe a societal injustice that angers me and ignites a raging fire. Or a hopelessly romantic story that gently tugs on the strings of my delicate heart. Perhaps something that makes me laugh, and because of that, I feel the need to share it with those whose readership I am thankful for. But in all cases, I internalize and reflect over the weight of my words. I speak the points to myself and watch how I react, like the dissipating darkness as light pierces through it. Then I write. I occasionally get opinions from others. There is wisdom in seeking the council of the wise.
But today, as the fire roared within me, something remarkably different happened: I did not feel the zeal to write about the most recent tempest I feel is ravaging the state of my country. I felt no need to rant about what I had seen online, because in doing so in the past I…
Source: Leadership Newspaper
