Here I am sticking the proverbial toe into the water.
It is hard to believe that anyone would want to read my musings on life, much less pay for them. Yet here I go, publishing thoughts. I have a belief and idea that part of why I am here on Earth is to write and share. Right now, I have no focus for this writing except to start sharing. This lack of focus somehow lowers the bar, which I (seem to) need. What could I possibly say that could be of value to others? Maybe my writing will be valuable similar to how people watch reality TV or documentaries on serial killers or compulsive behaviors.
No, I am not a serial killer or psychopath. And about compulsions, we can get to that in due time. Like many people, I have learned to cope with some challenging parts of my mind and myself. I constantly and daily work on mental health -- which I understand as feeling able and well enough to be productive, do what I need to do, and positively impact the world.
Beautiful start… Funny how whispers of creativity are like loving prayers echoing positively into the world… :-)