I had forgotten what my own voice sounds like on a page.
Kujieleza started out as a space to share my expressions, my experiences — especially around the arts, health and travel. But somewhere along the way, life’s obligations derailed me off course. Writing slipped into the background, replaced by routines, distractions, and the quiet pressure of just getting by.
I kept telling myself, “You need to write.”
And then I wouldn’t. Or I’d start something but I would never finish it.
Notebooks filled with half-formed thoughts, abandoned drafts, and unfinished sentences — like jokes with no punchlines.
The Weight of Not Writing
Four years breezed by.
Like nothing.
The silence wasn’t just about time. It came wrapped in fear:
• Is this a waste of time?
• Does anything I write even matter?
• Am I even a writer if I’m not writing?
That kind of doubt is paralyzing. But recently, I started re-reading my old notebooks, lyrics, scripts, and scribbled lines from years ago.
And in between the margins, something stirred — a quiet yearning to tell stories again.
Finding My Way Back
Coming back to writing after so long felt strange at first.
I thought I’d sound smarter, more refined — more evolved than the high school version of me who wrote poetry about spirituality, martial arts, and nature.
Instead, I felt like I was meeting him again. And truthfully… I missed his wisdom.
So I started small.
Voice memos. Notes app entries. Random scribbles in old journals.
No structure, no expectations — just capturing my thoughts before they disappeared.
Each one felt different. Some were awkward. Some were surprising. And some were even funny.
But every single one made me feel something essential: I’m still a writer.
Staying Ready for Inspiration
“I believe that inspiration will always try its best to work with you—but if you’re not ready or available, it may move on to someone else.”
— Elizabeth Gilbert
Reading that again, hit me hard.
So now, I write not because I’m always inspired — but because I want to stay available for when inspiration comes.
It doesn’t have to be polished. It just has to be caught.
Scribbled. Recorded. Typed in the dark. Messy and raw.
Even flawed words are better than unwritten ones.
What I’ve Learned So Far
Maybe I needed to step away from writing to understand what it actually means to me.
Now, it’s less about perfection and more about presence.
Less about publishing and more about processing.
The more I write, the clearer my thoughts become — and the more I understand myself & the world around me.
That’s reason enough to keep going.
Let’s Get Wordy
I’m committing to publishing 1–2 blogs a month to keep the momentum going.
To reconnect with my creative self.
To honor the stories that still live inside me.
And if you’ve been away from writing — whether it’s been weeks or years — I invite you to join me.
Start small. Write messy. Capture the moment.
Let’s get wordy.
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