Why Do I Write?

Why Do I write? It is hard for me to think back so many years and find the moments when I actually began writing. I have always been writing. Then why am I asking this question today?
Earlier in March, I wrote about   writing teachers that don't write, but today I am searching for deeper meaning to my writing. When I was a child, I wrote cards, lessons for my dolls, and stories. As a teenager, I wrote in my diary, I wrote essays at school--I can still remember those history essays about Napoleon and Maria Antoinette. As an adult, I wrote down notes at church, during quiet times, and of course, at university. Now I write because:

“Writing is a way of talking without being interrupted.”                                                                                                                                                    -Jules Renard-

I love this quote! When I write, nobody can stop me (except the phone, children, doorbell, or any other external noise). I can choose to ignore anything and everything that does not originate from my brain cells. My words can flow. No one will question my words (at not at this moment). 

“Every word a woman writes changes the story of the world, revises the official version.”           -Carolyn See-

If I think deeply, and am honest with myself, isn't this the reason that I write? I want to change something in this world! Maybe it will only be small part, like the lives of my students. If my example, or my words, will encourage one child to embark on a writing journey, I have changed the world!

“Write what disturbs you, what you fear, what you have not been willing to speak about. Be willing to be split open.”                                                                -Natalie Goldberg-

I have read many blogs where writers write about their pain. I have cried when sorrow has come through the pages. I have had tears running down my cheeks when good byes have been painful, or when someone else's memories have touched mine. So, I also write to express my fears, memories that are at times painful, or about events that disturb me. I am writing to release stress inside. I am writing that maybe someone will be delivered from their fears, and encouraged to pursue their dreams in spite of uncertainty. I write because there is a message inside me. I write because the dry land needs to be irrigated. I write because it is my passion.