Anthony the Angel Guy
Write to Love and Love to Write
Even the smallest light is still a light
I am entirely overdue for an ‘About Me’ article but this isn’t that. I have a digital library here on Medium full of my writing (280 stories to date) so I’m no stranger around these parts. I am, perhaps, under viewed but I know time will change that. So what could I possibly write — on Medium, no less — that could really make a difference? A ‘How To’? A recipe? Life advice or wisdom? More stuff about me or mental health? An immensely powerful poem? What could possibly generate that much attention?
Looking at the stories that regularly populate my feed, it really could be any number of things. Trends and topics change as often as the wind so we either write for trends or we write because we love it. I’m going to tell you now — this is about writing to love and loving to write. I can’t promise that you are going to love it but I do, and that’s what I need most right now is love, so I am giving that to you. I am grateful for your time and these moments I’m about to share with you.
For this, my 281st article, I am going to do something a little different than what I normally do. If I’m not writing poetry, I often write about my life so that I can gain insights that I wouldn’t otherwise have. I’ve found that this style of writing is helpful for others as well, so I share happily and readily. I’m not afraid to talk about any aspect of my life and I’m an open book. Today, tonight actually, I’m going to talk about you. I’m also going to talk about life. Combining those, I am offering love, for you and for your life.
Here’s to You
To all the Weirdos, Whackadoos, Wizards of Words, Lovers, Dreamers, Thinkers, Tinkerers, Makers, Bakers, Candlestick Makers; to all the Nerds, Geeks, Dorks, Outcasts, Strange, Wild, Empaths, Crystal children, Indigos, Rainbows, Star Seeds, Seers, Believers, and anyone feeling alone:
You might not be able to see the rest of us, you might not be able to hear us, most of you can feel us — you can feel everything — but no matter where you are, who you are, or what you are doing, know that you are not alone. It seems to be our tendency to live on the periphery of the light, perhaps often finding…
