Writing and bird poop

One way to let your creativity flow is to write. Stick with me on this one. I used to laugh at people who wrote in journals. Secretly I was scared to do it. Number one, I was worried that someone would find and read my innermost thoughts and feelings. Secondly, I thought writing wouldn't be any more productive than just thinking my thoughts. Boy was I wrong.
I got myself a plain ol' spiral ring notebook, not those fancy journals at Chapters, because then I have to write all pretty and come up with something really fantastic to journal about. Then I just started writing. I put pen to paper and let my pen move. I have a zillion thoughts in my head, so I just kept moving my pen.

Try it! See what happens if you just start writing. No topic, no expectations, just write. It really helps to open up your intuitive side.

Here's what happened when I sat and wrote whatever came to mind in about 1 minute. I was shocked at what came out. I didn't edit it. I'm sure there are probably rules associated with this type of writing, but who cares - it felt awesome flowing it out of my brain and onto the paper. No rules!

Where would I be if I was a chicken?
Eating gravel or dust.
Mites are gross, they look like sand.
Sandy beaches and balmy breezes, that's what I seeses.
Seas are grand oceans and sand is gritty,
like walking in a tunnel under the city.
The salt falls from the ceiling and it hurts your knees when you are kneeling.
Knees get gritty and crunchy sore,
it's like a sting I want no more.
More ease and flow with each step I take,
I want that and that is what I shall make.
It's like making pizza, this life we live.
Make your own, order it by phone.
Toppings are endless, some are fresh, others are canned.
Eat it up. Enjoy a glass of wine.
Someday you'll realize, it's all been just fine.

If you wrote something cool - I want to read it - honestly. Even if the only thing that landed on your paper was bird poop - take a picture and send it to me!