A New Journal Today

My stuffed one-inch binder is proof I need a new journal today. I have procrastinated removing the last 8 months of writing as when I do, I feel a bit of loss and sadness.

“What’s the point of all this writing…more dust collectors,” my critic nags or worse yet, “garbage to burn?”

Yup, the critic… so familiar…ho-hum. Carry-on. Unperturbed, I store my past writing in a large 3-ring binder that I will eventually fill. So much of me poured upon those pages.

Suffering. Joy. Pain. Insights. Healing. Time. My precious life.

I now refill my journaling binder with blank loose-leaf paper. For decades, I used notebooks, but they filled too quickly. I prefer using full pages for my daily writings. Margins on the looseleaf paper are a bonus too. Often, rereading my journal, I write titles in the margins and highlight these important insights.

Using a binder allows me to insert treasured pieces into plastic sleeves that remain in the front of my journal year after year. Inspiring poems/quotes; published articles of mine; a blessed email received from my young son decades ago; and an iridescent crow feather live in my journal. Also, the outline, curriculum and write-up for My Healing Journal Retreat stays in the front of this daily journal.

All pearls of immense value…as our journals are.

Pearls beyond price – illuminating our life and precious self – so loved and valued we write of them daily.