Writing as a cathartic exercise

I have found, as I write, that I begin to examine in more detail those ideas that have lain around in my mental attic for far too long, gathering an aura about them which sometimes is not helpful to my spiritual progress.
There in black and white, on a previously blank sheet of paper, are the invisible elements of your persona that need to be aired and either discarded or used with effect ....

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