while in spain i read another book by natalie goldberg and it has convinced me of the following:
it is better to practice writing by hand, in a cheap spiral notebook
it’s ok to not save anything, not scan everything you write, not have it ‘up somewhere’ for someone or anybody to read. some of it, if good will dig deep and be too private to share, to anyone — even those closest to you.
it may be lonely. it may hurt, but just let it be so. maybe this is the next step in self discovery.
and so… i’d like to use this blog for the time being to document this journey i’m about to embark on.
yesterday, i wrote something and i cried reading it. another thing you’re supposed to do is read what you just wrote out loud. it puts it out there, takes it out of your brain. i read it in my head. then i tried to read it out loud and i couldn’t. maybe by the end of this journey, by the end of my life, i’ll be able to go back and reread that passage given that i haven’t lost the notebook first. and if i have, it’s okay to just let things go into the ether.
thankful for all i have today, even the parts that not yet sorted out. <3