My Journal

I had a journal that was given to me that I never used for years.  Then, I became a reader –  a story for another time – I found myself in love with words, sentences, and the ability to create with words.  I came across this quote:

“We all flow from one fountain Soul.  All are expressions of one love.  God does not appear, and flow out, only from narrow chinks and round bored wells here and there in favored races and places, be He flows in grand undivided currents, shoreless and boundless over creeds and forms and all kinds of civilizations and peoples and beasts, saturating all and fountainizing all.”  – John Muir

It’s mind boggling!  How does a person create sentences like that from letters and words?!  I wanted to know more about John Muir to find out how a person can create something that can stand the test of time, that can still be true years and years after it was published, that is so compelling and complete it exists on its own merit.

I found words I had never met before or knew, so I would underline them and look them up after I finished reading.  Now, my journal had a purpose.  As a way of learning and retaining what I’ve learned I write it down.  It’s a visual aid, it helps me place it my brain.  Plus, I used it as a reference when I started writing myself.

It was a flocked brown journal with gold embossed horses on the cover and it became my word journal.