I Have a Soul in Some Notebooks + My Mother Named Me An Adjective, Pt II; Name Fulfilled
Some people have jewels in safe deposit boxes. I have a soul in some notebooks.
Tag: journaling
Four Notebooks
Four journals, moving from all mirror, to a cross-breed, to being able to finally force myself, at least most of the time, to write right.
I rarely write the real things here, which seems to me a healthy instinct —
Truth is a sword, a powerful weapon who takes no prisoners and spares not her speaker. Once unleashed, it rages beyond the control of man.
Swallowing Pictures
Mother was big on impressing upon my memory just who was the boss. She felt that the memories of most people were not utilized as well as they could be. She said that the memory was like a dog, and wanted to be trained…
“You will remember this Arch forever, because you have impressed it into your mind, my darling Tami. You just took a picture that can never be destroyed, stolen, or lost. You just took a picture that you can take with you wherever you go, forever, and no one can ever take it away from you.”
I have a soul in some notebooks
“The act of writing is a mystical thing,” she continued. “More than the mere marks written upon a page; writing a thing down can actually bring that thing into being. It is already halfway there as soon as your pen touches the page! And understanding? Writing will rain down blessings of understanding and knowledge into your life! I tell you the truth, my little angel, the ballet of the pen is, at times, divine.”
