Isabel Allende and Hope

Isabel Allende and HopeIsabel Allende in her essay 'Why I Write' writes, 'I write to change my world...to make it a better place.' She continues, 'My wish is that, by sharing the words of others with other people, the reading and writing world will be a safer, more comfortable place for everyone...(I) share my own life with the readers.' I hope you take note of this quote and use it as inspiration when writing your own essay.My essay, 'Bias,' attempted to bring this into focus. In this essay, I attempt to express my personal feelings about writing, which included but was not limited to, bias, self-editing, writing from fear of rejection, writing to help others or one's self, writing to test one's limits, writing as a form of escapism, writing as part of a larger body of writing and most of all, writing as an act of hope.After finishing this essay, I had a revelation. I felt hope for my future. I am now writing a student essay with my students. However, this does not mean that my essa y has been changed or that the young women have won.Now, my students were more like them who were afraid to challenge their own beliefs, beliefs they wanted to keep, and a reality of that belief is that they keep on bringing their opinions back to me, to me and only me. In this way, they also continue to perpetuate their own lack of courage and hope that someday they can change the world.This act of hope may not be obvious at first, but it is very evident when one continues to write for fear of rejection, especially when one's writing is not a project, a short story, a short story that is focused and written based on a prompt or topic. However, as I read through the final draft of my essay, I realized that it is not the students who write their essays; the students are of the subconscious, the subconscious who just have opinions.In their minds, their opinions do not change. It was not the essay that was changing for me. I just realized that it was the unconscious, the subconscious, who have a consciousness.It was the unconscious who were responsible for my writing, the unconscious who wrote their feelings and their thoughts and did not dare to accept that the words were not real, therefore, why I was writing? And finally, what can I teach the students when their dreams of writing, an opportunity that may not happen again, is dashed in a day?Maybe I should have rewritten my essay and add a note or disclaimer about the intent of the essay. But, the moment I accepted my subconsciousness for what it is, I felt hope. Hope that I have learned my lesson in being a writer and hope that my essays inspire.