"I want to write things that people want to feel."

No one yet has really ever thought the power and influence writing can make; from mere textbooks, to newspapers, magazines, novels, and even the varied types of blogs written in the world wide web. Some people do write just for personal purposes like keeping journal, jotting down diaries (for daily updates) while others write for business purposes or like maintaining a job (whatever that is). But even as we make captions of photos taken since nineteen forgotten or even as we send quotes or just the simple “hello” message to the people we know; how these people who have seen and read those captions and text messages react, whether they feel enamored, entertained, flattered or saddened, it still gives a clear proof that they get affected by what we write. It might not be the printed letters per se that affects people but the message conveyed behind every words that ignites and captures human minds and emotions.

            Just like when I got myself bored and left with nothing else to do at home one Wednesday afternoon. The temperature felt like it reached 40 degrees Celsius and I couldn’t manage another hour of sitting on the couch and seemed like being cooked inside a big oven. I stood up and helped myself with a glass full of iced coffee and remained standing before the fridge that was widely opened, hoping for an instant relief^^. As I finished the glass of iced coffee and had two other glasses of water I still couldn’t help the high temperature and so I took a bath, changed my clothes and walked a few distance to the high way and waited for a ride to take me to Robinson’s (a two-storey mall in the city, not too big and isn’t that bad for a mall though). I went there myself, moved around window shopping and looked through some place to stay until the heat’s not too scorching outside; not to mention how I was hugely relieved from the hot weather by the air-conditioned mall. Let me just also share after I was delectably satisfied with the regular size of Zagu, a pearl drink that comes in three sizes with prices that fits accordingly, imbued with different flavors such as crème brulee, hazelnut cappuccino, choco caramel (that sounds and tastes really good and is by far my most favorite flavor of Zagu) and different others exquisitely blended with tapiocas ; I had the chance to drop by the National Bookstore inside the mall and accommodated myself in the novels section, then to the featured books section, to the recipe books section and to the self-help books section, phew!...and  ok here was the real story, as I was bending my knees to comfortably look over the sorted books I was able to flip through a book that said “Men are good speakers, Women are bad listeners”. I didn’t know if I would laugh at the line or get mad with it, all I know was that it really sucked having have to stereotype one gender as being good and the other as being bad; or still do I have to mention that I perfectly belong to the gender that the line utterly quoted in the negative context. My big disappointments build up and so I keep throwing in words of disgust and grimaced too badly leaving a bad impression on the author of the book (but peace to him whoever he is^^). Isn’t it just that the line appeared too discriminating on my part as a woman to be able to read something that coins the entire feminine gender as the complete malfunction of the masculine species. Surely, other women especially the feminists would somehow react in the same way as I did, wouldn’t they? The line seemed a total crap. That simple line doesn’t fit much of my definition of gender-role balance and even the constitution’s definition of equality. So junk was that line…ditch was that author...I was pissed off…and I was in total mess…

            …but that was long before I realized when I was already on my way home, how that very simple line influenced my emotions and made my day so bad. I was affected by the writing. The author made an impact on me. And so I thought to myself, writing really makes wonders; how it can turn a perfectly happy mood into an entirely opposite one; and how it can possibly touch other people’s lives.

            That is why it has been my long time goal, to be able to write things that would surely inspire others. Inasmuch as I have been dreaming of someday being able to help people through my writings, I’ve been longing to make feelings work for them through the power of words…the power of writing.

            It’s not as though I’ve been eager to do it for monetary intentions but rather just the pure thought of the influence and impact I could give to others through my write-ups. And oh, I just remember one of my classmates back in the college of nursing telling my other classmates how I am able to subtly touch other people’s lives and amazingly inspire them whenever I do speaking in school or whenever I do counseling on them…I wouldn’t know it until somebody else told me about it and so it just completely inspired me as well and motivated me to do more speaking and counseling which I think might help others. Who wouldn’t get motivated by it? Humans as we are, it is a natural reaction for us to go far from what we used to do when somebody else we personally know or not appreciates our being able to help and move them in ways that we do. It’s our human behavior to do it in order to appeal to the impressions of others and prove it in our system. Consciously or not, it charges up our batteries when somebody caters to our ego. But right through my heart, to be honest, it just made me realize the sense and worth of the things I’ve been doing. To speak and to counsel, are the things I always love to do; but to inspire others with my speaking and counseling, is the thing I didn’t quite expect. Hence, I thought of trying to inspire people with my writing this time; to put into words the stories that represent and encourage them, and to hopefully be able to reach out to others who if God so will would be able to read my writings and become my regular readers and if it isn’t much, my blaudience. There’s nothing more fulfilling than to be able to succeed in things we love to do…and in my case, to inspire others with what I write is one of the things I’ve been having eyes for, take a liking to.

            No one yet has really ever thought the power writing can make. Whether you agree, partially agree or totally disagree with the former statement, it’s still a sure fire that you had something to say in mind; you had your own back talk or opinion perhaps. Thus, you were affected by the writings.

            After all, writing is just what I’ve been dreaming of achieving. I want to write things that people want to feel!