How I Became A Self-Proclaimed Word Pilgrim
My passion for words set me on a sacred path of discovery.
“My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel, — it is, before all, to make you see.” Joseph Conrad
Pilgrimage
I have been seeking answers for my entire life. Answers about questions. Questions about answers. Sometimes, I have the answer before I know what the question is.
I love to seek, and I love words. Words provide the answers I cannot articulate. I know a thing, and the written word is the vehicle my answer rides in.
Therefore, I decided to become a pilgrim. A Word Pilgrim.
I am embarking on a journey to discover the Kingdom of Words. Contained within this Kingdom is a Treasury of Words, and it has many chambers.
This treasury holds enough words for every thought, feeling, or speech uttered by a human being.
I actually began my pilgrimage when I discovered my love for writing at seven years old; however, I veered from the path until I was sixty.
Now, my feet have stepped back on the pilgrim’s way with my eyes gazing toward that mark of my high calling — to be a writer.
