I stumbled upon a copy of Visual Chronicles I bought at The Paper Source when I was newly married, full of ambitious creativity for my journals and in possession of $20 to spend. These days none of those phrases would very accurately describe me and yet I found myself enjoying the book deeply despite the cynicism that tends to come with crow’s feet and varicose veins.
I still believe that every day is a journey and that every story is worth telling because everything happens for a reason. I still want to learn how to tell those stories well, whether through writing, speaking, art, music. Communication will always be my absolutely favorite subject to teach. Because to communicate well brings joy, laughter, tears, healing, strength and so much more. People change the world by the way they communicate.
To express our experiences in this world we have to pay attention to them.
Right that is first and foremost. Pay attention to your life, it’s happening right now, don’t miss it. (I’m preaching to myself here)
Attention: Today I noticed my refrigerator door. we do not have nearly enough magnets to hold up the pictures, drawings, notes and cards we have up there. But It says so much about our lives right now. every photograph is one I treasure, every word is one that brings me hope throughout the day.
My favorite thing at the end of a long day is to sit down and journal because it lets me mull over all of the strange things I saw, heard, did and felt today. By replaying it and finding words for it all I appreciate it in a new light. So, if I’m making a list (my go to way of journaling) the second thing for me to remember is to appreciate the day.
Appreciation: Instead of kid friendly cursing everytime I slammed the “blasted, dogone door.” I began to think about this phase of life, with small children who love to finger paint, and friends and family who send Christmas cards. I am blessed by every piece of our lives that hangs on that door.
And because my obsessive compulsive tendencies demand that something just isn’t finished until it is a triad. My third observation about journaling and living and creativity is that I find great satisfaction in embellishing things. Not changing their veracity or constitution but simply clarifying the beauty that can be muddied by this imperfect world we live in. This is why I think arts (and crafts) are good for your soul.
Adorn: (1. to make more pleasing, attractive, impressive, etc.; enhance: Piety adorned Abigail's character. 2. to increase the beauty, distinction, etc, of) SO I took a picture of this door. And gussied it up with Instagram, and wrote about it with some of the fanciest words I could find. And you know what. I feel good. I feel good about my day, I feel good about my house and I feel so much love for my kids and their smudgy finger prints, the people on those Christmas cards, even the lady who lived her before us and stole the previous refrigerator in the night so we had to buy this new one... but that’s a story for another time.