Study of Torso -1894 Pablo Picasso
For as long as I can remember my Mom has methodically and faithfully kept a journal about our lives growing up and continues her ritual till this very day. I am not really sure how she got started or who inspired her to be the unofficial family historian, but no matter the origin, she has lovingly penned our family on paper for decades. From unedited cataloging of the uneventful to the hallmark moments of our days , it is expressly authentic! All that she has written has evolved into a love gift of recollection and reminiscence.
In the shadow of our daily activities…..she was writing our story. Only now when I open one of her journals does my existence come to light…then I am grateful someone cared enough to remember me.
Do you keep a journal and if so, who’s story are you writing besides your own?
Anne Frank is probably the best example of writing her own story along with everyone around her….
She writes: “Everyone has inside of him a piece of good news. The good news is that you don’t know how great you can be. How much you can live! What you can accomplish! And what your potential is!”
For the twilight thinker, a journal is the beginning of a creative muse!
“Jane Eyre” is a very special book for me… it was my first novel I read as a child! Today if someone asked me what my favorite book of all time is, Jane Eyre would come to mind! What is your favorite book?
” “I am no bird, and no net ensnares me; I am a free human being with an independent will” written by Charlotte Bronte “Jane Eyre”
No matter where you are…..
No matter what you’re doing…..
A good book is hard to put down….
This photograph is dedicated to Bobby, my brother (aka Fundamental Jelly) who as a child would stay up until the wee hours of the night reading! He is still that way today…some things never change!
For many years now I have been faithful to a divergent Affair de Coeur with my neighborhood bookstore. I was unexpectantly swept off my feet in the early 90′s by the emergence of the super size , communtiy coffee drinking , retail magnet book stores and abruptly left my local library in the rear view mirror of my life. For that I have a lot of guilt ! But lately, I’ve been feeling sentimental and stopped by to visit my first love, the unwaveringly devoted public library. Oh, how I’ve missed the reverent hush of quiet that comes over you when entering the door and those studious people behind the front desk acknowledging you with the appropriate etiquette nod. There is something a little heavenly about the place! As I respectfully tiptoe along the book filled aisles, a flood gate of memories of school and good friends completely take over my senses. Standing in the moment I realize, I’ve missed this grand institutional destination which generously and freely enriches our daily lives. When was the last time you visited your local library?
I much prefer the index cards over the computer….
Have you ever looked at a library card inside a book? Its full of history!
Book are like old friends…
A good book can take you places you may have only dreamed about!
I have a summer list of books I intend to read….what’s on your list?
Whether its the library, a bookstore or even a used book store, there is a world of knowledge waiting for you….See you there!