Direction...

This space should, in its majority, be a fairly technical and professional one. Rules and etiquette say so, anyway. But I have a feeling it will be something more. You see, my entire life I've been a writer: an emotional, soul baring writer. I throw general punctuation rules out the window as you will quickly learn, but those things can be overlooked when the words hold enough power.

Whew. That's actually the first time I've allowed myself to use that label. In my head lives a replaying loop of people telling me I have a gift; that I should write a book; that they are glad to see I'm writing again. Interestingly, those people were rarely English or writing instructors. Without that professional validation, I believed I couldn't possibly be a real one. It seems silly now that I'm in the place of greater wholeness and alignment with God, but the need for validation is not always rational.

 My husband's paramedic school graduation. This moment so clearly encompasses who I am, even though I did not realize it at the time. I was starting to see the light out of postpartum depression, but was still caught in great internal and external struggle.

My husband's paramedic school graduation. This moment so clearly encompasses who I am, even though I did not realize it at the time. I was starting to see the light out of postpartum depression, but was still caught in great internal and external struggle.

My last career provided an endless supply of technical writing. The kind that saw teams of people sitting in a room for a week pounding out initial draft reports. We could spend an hour "discussing" a single word or sentence. Some of you think I'm exaggerating. The part of me that wanted nothing more than to get a draft on paper wishes I were.

Over the years I've had a few blogs. They fell flat, only piquing interest when I wrote my truth. Truth others can privately relate to from behind their own computer screens.

The Morning Musings intention was to write more technical and how to pieces. You guys? That can't be all I write.

My soul demands more.

You deserve more.

I firmly believe it is through our personal life journeys, authenticity, and courageous vulnerabilities that we empower each other. 

So buckle up. Drop in every once in a while. Let's see where this takes us...


Blessings,
Becca

Rebecca Mogg