Why Did this Blog Begin

Captivating Freedom – interesting name right?

It is a title that was dropped into my Spirit about 8 years ago.   It was quite unexpected.   I had been sitting journaling in the morning, as usual and as I was writing I had this strong sense that I was to write a book about my life.    I pondered that for a time and then just let it go, as I had no idea how to write.   I had no idea what it would look like.   This is to be a book telling the story of my life – how could I possibly make that public and make any sense to the readers.   There had to be a reason to put it out there right?

Two days later, again whilst journaling, I wrote the words Captivating Freedom.   Randomly in the middle of the page – had nothing at all to do with what I was journaling about.   I felt again that this was to be the Title for my book.   I immediately Googled to make sure that the title was not already taken and of course it was not.

For days and weeks after, I hid myself away at every possible moment with a pen in my hand and a notebook.   I sat and waited for something profound to hit the page – it didn’t.  Oh dear.   I became a little despondent, I’m not going to lie.   I went to have coffee and a chat with a leader in our church at the time and I shared with her that I felt that this was something I was being led to do.   This person asked me what the book was to be about.   I told her it was going to be my life story.   Her statement back to me was “Who on earth, would be interested in reading a story about your life?  Perhaps you are best to just stick to writing encouragement notes, you do that really well.”

I decided that clearly, I was wrong, and that writing a story about my life was a bad idea and I so I put it away.

It was interesting over the next few years.   I found myself having conversations with people and them commenting that I should write a book.  On every occasion I laughed it off.   Of course, one of the people who told me categorically that I should write was my psychologist and I didn’t laugh at her.   She was so encouraging and urged me to keep going.

I decided once again to pick up my pen and start to do something, but again, I felt frustrated.   I just didn’t know how to tell the story.   My psychologist was so encouraging and just kept talking to me about it.  

One session with her I was really feeling frustrated and she suggested that I write a blog.   I decided that would be a fabulous idea.   The problem with blogging is, I am not techno at all and so to try to put it all together was again a huge frustration.

You get to a point where you think – if this is what I am meant to do it should not be this hard.

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