Learning to Honor my Desires.

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I was browsing in the bookstore yesterday (shocking news, I know!) when I came across this journal. When I read the words on the cover, I got a little teary. I picked it up and looked inside and saw a few more quotes within the blank pages that really resonated.

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I put it down.

I picked it up.

I put it back down.

I picked it back up.

This went on for maybe three minutes.

I don’t need a journal. I don’t need to spend thirteen dollars on one when I can use a notebook that costs less than a buck.

But I couldn’t help myself, I kept picking it up, drawn to the words, drawn to the blank pages, to all the potential held in those blank pages. I felt like the words were speaking directly to my soul.

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Reader, I bought myself that journal.

Moral: Honor what I am drawn to, trust I am worthy, celebrate and own my desires.

Notebook Love.

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I love notebooks/journals.

I keep so many going at once:

  • one for morning pages
  • one for each WIP which is currently 3
  • one for writing practice
  • one for writing books I am working with like “The Writer’s Portable Mentor”
  • one for the Poses, Pens + Inner Peace class that I teach since I also write along with my students
  • one for yoga workshops
  • one for capturing themes & ideas for yoga classes I teach
  • a mini-notebook that fits in my purse

I figure the more opportunities I offer myself to write, the greater the possibility that I will actually write.

And it appears to be working.

“Keep a notebook. Travel with it, eat with it, sleep with it. Slap into it every stray thought that flutters up into your brain. Cheap paper is less perishable than gray matter, and lead pencil markings endure longer than memory.” ~ Jack London