I wonder how far desire and good intentions and oh, I really was going to do that (whatever), will play into judgement when the books are opened. Oh, not mine!!
Hit paydirt today! Scattered and tucked away and my digging unearthed these...
10! Yes! 10! 10 years of calendars and address books/cards/envelopes etc. |
see stack in back? |
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I'm sure there are others lurking somewhere around here but this is what my archaeological dig also unearthed.....9 journals!!! NINE! |
I started with looking at the ones that had an entry. sometimes 3 years were covered. covered in 6-8 pages. Yes. you heard me right. 2 pages per year! I tried to tear them out to save them and ditch the journal. I'm ruthless! I ended up throwing all 4 journals. some even had entries but remember they were all like carbon copies so it didn't matter about my weight or what I was going to eat and that I'd, for sure, write every day or at least weekly and meditate and etc. etc.
The other 3? 2 will make lovely gifts and I did keep one. Absolutely no promises for anything. I saved this little red leather beauty.
Small. Lovely. Inviting. Pristine and it might just stay that way!! |
Now if I was, note the word was, going to say what I'd journal- it would be things of the Spirit. Promptings. Received and acted upon. The most valuable bit of information, that I found as I was on auto-destruct, was this old piece of paper....
A note to remind me of what the Spirit said to me.... |
that would be one for my red book journal. Actually I'm more at ease in just talking with you and sharing what is going on. It's so laborious to write and I'm such a jabberwockey. This is a beautiful (to me anyhow) story and I will share it sometime.
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