“You see, when the introverted intuitive would speak what he really perceives, then practically no one would understand it. He would be misunderstood. And so they learn to keep things to themselves, because they can perceive what others cannot grasp.”
“Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey.”
— John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
I’ve been writing for over sixty years, showing my urgent scribblings to no one. I told myself that my voluminous pages were of interest to myself only. I still wonder sometimes why I suddenly decided to go public, but I no longer feel duty bound to protect my writings from indifference. I think they’ll find their own way. It’s not my job to coddle them like defenseless babies.
My work is simply to put them into the best words I can find.
I’m certainly not worried about whether I’m a “real” writer or not, but I do keep trying to write better. I don’t really care about that question of “am I a writer?” — contrary to a lot of writers who wear the mantle proudly. I decline to wear it. I have another focus.
I also question the word visionary, another cognomen that has been pasted on my forehead. I want to know what the word means to the person calling me that. I have a high regard for true visionaries, and I don’t think I measure up. I think the title is used too lightly if it could be applied to me.
I’m a man with a lot of unanswered questions. In my own mind I am a student. Yes, I have kept my own counsel for a long time, but mainly because my every idea and insight seemed perpetually tentative. Putting them into words, though, creates clarity for me and I hope for my readers as well.
I have reached a time in my life when I feel entitled to speak these ideas that I think are still unfinished. This project seems somehow involved with becoming more substantial as a person, somehow wrapped up with my mission to be quintessentially myself. I’m concentrating on a lifelong project of becoming true.
It’s also to communicate my essence while I still can. Maybe that thing Michael Meade is calling “inner genius” wants to speak here in my third act.
So, enter Medium, which provides an easy forum for my kind of musing. I stepped onto the path and one thing led to another. Even an intuitive introvert can speak here and find resonance, it seems. It’s a gift for someone like me to be able to articulate things held “in protective custody” for such a long time. I want to thank those kind souls who show up and read what comes out of my keyboard.
Close friends expected me to run out of steam early on — I’m not a big talker — but instead I seem to just now be hitting my stride.
I don’t know any more than you do where this practice will lead, but it looks promising to me.
- Anima Fire is my publication