“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, ‘O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless–of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?’ Answer. That you are here–that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?” – Tom Schulman from “Dead Poets Society”

Writing in general has always been a favorite form of expression. Ever since I was younger, I would write stories or poems to relieve the thoughts and emotions that would swim around in my mind. I’ve always had a dream to publish some of my own poetry, but of course there are always those insecurities holding you back from actually taking that first step. The older I get the more I am realizing that I am the only one in control of what I want to do. It really does not matter what others think, as everyone will always have their own opinions and you can’t expect everyone to always be on board with your plans. I think the fear of not being accepted becomes the boundary that a lot of us do not wish to cross when it comes to following what we love to do. Perhaps this blog may be my first step in putting myself “out there” and stepping over that boundary. Who knows what that will bring in the future, as long as I am doing what I enjoy, I am ready for what’s to come.