I’m a writer, and so it’s not unreasonable to think that one day I will publish a book. It’s on my list.  And actually I have published four music albums, one EP, and a compilation.  So I know a little something about revealing one’s self in a fixed form, for better or worse, albeit in small, roughly four-minute increments. Each song recorded carries a short story that typically tells you something about my life experience or my perspective.  What more might I say in a memoir someday? 

I think a lot of people have “the book they are going to write someday” circling somewhere in their mind. Every day there is another figurative entry into the first rough draft, if not literally.  While we’re busy taking care of our responsibilities and answering to the expectations of society, we think one day… or, wouldn’t it be nice if I could.  Whether it be writing a book or some other project of the soul, we have an inner knowing that whispers “remember this.”  Why is that? 

I suspect it has something to do with our divine design.  We feel there is some culminating point wherein we can line up all the bits we’ve collected and then understand our lives better.  It’s as if intuitively we know that, through all the seemingly zigzags of the journey, there has been a trajectory of sorts, ultimately pointing us in the direction of purpose. Behind the noise, something greater often seems to be at work in even the most ordinary expressions of living.  That’s not to say that every event has been intended by God, rather that God is present throughout — within us and all around us —  deriving meaning from it all.  It’s that presence we seek, that holy witness which steps back and acknowledges, “See how it all comes together, and it is good.” 

I also think our mental notes for the book being written show a desire in us to capture an inventory of our lives and contribute to others the lessons learned, experiences savored, and graces revealed.  The hope being that it might make a positive difference.  And if we can harvest all of our insights and put them into a book someday, then wonderful.  But let us not wait until then… Somedays don’t always arrive, and your beautiful awareness and wisdom are needed now… to enhance our common adventure, to help us all evolve in love. 

The book being written actually need not be composed or edited or sent to press or promoted to the masses.  Just one piece of your story needs to be shared in the next conversation you have… and then another…  Might you? 

May you be inspired!