I must say in the beginning that I am thankful that I was blessed with the ability to express my emotions.
However some have tried to suppress them (my emotions that is!). Especially the ones that they themselves did know how to express! They simply did not understand! The Webster’s dictionary says of emotions “a strong feeling such as in love or hate.” Like the words, that follow next on the page, emotional and empathize. Then, there is the word Empathy, (yes I believe that is an emotion in its own right,) identifying with and being understanding of the thoughts or feelings of others. I found it odd that those words were listed in the order as they were. The spelling of the words followed suit as should we in expressing them in our daily life. We should all be able to express our emotions as well as understand others. I realize that not every one follows rules or standards. Some don’t even have morals. If we did we would live in “The land of all”! (That’s just another one of my emotions that I have expressed on paper and called a book.) But for the majority we could at least try and have empathy. In my writings, poems and short stories, I try to express myself so well that you can mentally see a picture. That is how much I care that you understand what I am trying to say and hopefully you too can feel, heal or learn from my adventures. At times I have shared my inner most feelings only to have them mocked by some. The some that were unable to express themselves or felt uncomfortable in letting someone else see inside of them (or afraid to admit emotion.) Or maybe they did relate to something I wrote. In any way you look they did express an emotion. Not a good one but a bad one. Don’t they realize acting negatively is an emotion? Expressing anger? And yes I did show empathy. I was once told that I write to escape reality. The truth of the matter is I write my reality. I write from my experiences. Some were blessed with the ability to speak their minds verbally or on paper and some can do both. I have also been told how something I wrote touched another or helped them solve a problem by seeing it through another’s words. A vocabulary is a useful tool but can cut like a knife in the hands of a fool. Quoting myself from my own poem “Words”. As I was pondering over the question that had been ask of me, “Why do you write? All you do is escape reality. None of it makes sense.” (I should not have been offended by this even though it was ask in a condescending way but it was by whom it was ask that bothered me most. I was determined to give the right answer. Resulting in this writing. ) I came across an article in my local paper, the Chattanooga times free press. It was the weekly commentary written by Dalton Roberts. His article was titled “Songs are powerful, pure magic.” He spoke of how songs have had incredible influence in people’s lives, and how he remembered one time in his life when his spirit had been uplifted and he found new pride in his profession having been told by someone that listening to his music and song was healing to them. As Mr. Roberts say’s “When we are in the throes of a broken heart, we need to know that others have been where we are.” But the words that stood out to me the most and helped me have empathy for the person that ask me the question was when I read the next paragraph. “Through emotional osmosis, some of our pain leaks out and is shared all over the world by everyone squirming in the hand of hurt.” Now I can look that person in the face and tell them with a new found pride that somewhere someone appreciates me. Thank you, Mr. Roberts. May I give you another boost of new found pride in your work. You are still helping others to heal. Mister The Original Mister Debra J Stiles
Web Site: www.theoriginalmister.com
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|Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)
Yes yes YES this is it, 'tis exactly what I have tryed to express and convey poetically in sincere heartfelt words in my poem "Whenever & My Other Poetic Thoughts For You All"! I have had my share of so so and nasty reviews BUT on the whole both as a poet, thinker, artist, amatuer photographer and fellow human being I feel love and utmost respect for all! I realize that because of this it is why my grandfather a very wise ole injun called me lovingly yet ironically "Big Heart Light"! 'Tis true that not all are and is good in this world and perhaps maybe to some I am a bit alien or naive BUT I believe EVERYONE has good in them and a specialness of some ability/abilities, it just all boils down to the roads we choose to travel and take...AND...yes a leapord and people can change their spots if THEY SO CHOOSE!
Albeit some of us do have a hard time deeply expressing and personifying exactly what we are thinking and feeling BUT if everyone else looked with both their hearts and minds, listened with both their hearts and minds in unison not as seperate entities therein lies the ability to find the meaning, feeling and intent of each others "soothing words" thusly no longer being that "hand of hurt"!
EXCELLANT ARTICLE and TY for directing me to it!
|Reviewed by Irene
|The more I read of your work I realize you are saying things I have wanted to say to others and have said many times but you will reach many more than I, just keep focused and sometimes reading your own words again and again helps you over the mountain top.|