I have never been without notebooks, those benevolently bound set of blank pages that unconditionally begs the question, 'How are you doing?' and allow me to say whatever I wish. Remember dream catchers? Notebooks are like this. Thought catchers I like to think of them as. I'm sure many of you have done 'morning pages' from the book
The Artist's Way. Julia Cameron encourages you to write three pages every morning in a way to remove the self critic within each of us. I started these in 2005 and have maintained a relationship with notebooks ever since. I've written myself out of self deprecating funks, written myself to Europe, discovered hidden gratitudes and found deeper purpose watching and listening to my hand dance across the blank pages. The notebook mirrors the soul if you allow them to do so. Peace to your writings :)
