A feeling of warmth is spreading through my entire body. Although we have at least 23 degrees outside – I doubt that the weather is responsible for this feeling…
Maybe… this sounds weird…. it comes from the inside?
Not yet. Not yet did it stop. It spreads further and further and envelopes me like a loving embrace.
That’s why I like this strange feeling. Even if I can’t exactly explain what it is – I still know that is makes me feel good.
Taking in a breath, tasting the sweet flavour of the warm air, smelling the scent of flowers.
Oh how I missed it! Winter might seem pure with all its white colouring but it makes me think of sleeping white ghosts: Once full of life, now nothing but a relict of past times.
Winter is like diving in past times. You know there have been colours but you have to discover them all over again. Like an archaeologist who is searching for something he knows existed but yet needs to find a proof of.
A proof… a proof… Well proving things is a way to feel secure about theories but there are also things I won’t ever dare to try and find a proof for.
Like feelings. Feelings are irrational. Irrational because they are usually not based on logical chains of consideration but on intuition.
Intuition .. oh hey…. wait a second….
There just came this one thing into my mind: Isn’t this kind of writing like writing down whatever your intuition tells you in this current moment? I mean… this stream-of-consciousness…
But I am not thinking about what I wirte.
I am writing about what I think.
It is like I would just lay down ready to sleep and yet listening to my inner self which is telling me stories inside of my head softly lulling me into the deep absyss of sleep. Like a lullaby.
That is what this stream-of-consciousness reminds me of: A lullaby.
I know it doesn’t make that much sense at first sight. But does intuition always have to make sense?No.
So like a stream the ideas keep flowing, forming a melody like the swooshing sounds of a streaming river passing by, a steady, reassuring presence, a softly, soothing sound…
Writing101, Day1… „Unlock the Mind“
Assignment: „To get started, let’s loosen up. Let’s unlock the mind. Today, take twenty minutes to free write. And don’t think about what you’ll write. Just write.“
Twist: „And for your first twist? Publish this stream-of-consciousness post on your blog.“