A Month of Uncovering

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I've been feeling missing from myself for a while.
Recently, I experienced a loss, and through the thrum of grief, I've been pushed to examine myself more deeply. Questions keep surfacing: What brings me joy? what do I love? Why am I here?

One answer that keeps returning is writing.

Writing relieves something in me. Not necessarily to feel seen - though, of course, resonance matters. I want connection. I want to know that others feel and see and track the world the way I do. That there are other minds out there catching the same shifts in season, the same unsaid words, the same layered silences. Wouldn’t that make things feel less lonely?

But really I want to write to reclaim a part of myself.
That has historically felt too much.
The part that turns outward, towards numbing, towards distraction, towards others instead of turning in to myself.

So I wrote myself a challenge. To become slowly, in small ways, even anonymously, visible again. To submit my work, to put it out in the universe - no expectations.

I want to write something every day through June. Mostly I write poetry. Though, like many, I pay little attention to the edits, the structure the grammar. More often I just put a pen to paper and write until I’ve said what I needed to say and turn away from it, an almost violent uncovering of self. I know I need more patience here, more consciousness, more intention, if this something worth doing, and I think it is.

Follow along if you like, I would love to connect with other writers and people sharing, finding or uncovering their voice.