Last night there was a thunderstorm. It was loud. It was bright. The rain was pouring from the sky. Everything stopped. I sat in bed with all of the blinds opened and watched the flashing lightning paint the sky over and over and over again. The thunder boomed and my poor Bella ran under the bed. The rain poured and poured and poured. I thought about how cleansing a storm can be. While it's happening, it can be scary...just ask my dog...but after it's over, I wake up and feel renewed. Maybe we need to storm sometimes too. Let it all out and see what's left and how it feels. I storm...on the pages my notebook. When I'm frustrated or worried or ecstatic, I open the pages and let it all out. The emotions paint the pages of my notebook...it's all left there. And after, I feel renewed. I breathe more deeply, think more clearly, and feel better. Without thunderstorms, what would spring be? Without writing, who would I be? I have always been deeply connected to th...
Thank you for #4, permission. That's what I need to hear, to see to get over my "fear" of notebooking.
ReplyDeleteWonderful presentation! Loved the video
ReplyDeleteThese teachers are so lucky to have your inspiration for notebooking! I loved your slide show. (DO you really write in your bedroom closet?? :) The final quote about starting today is the best!
ReplyDeleteI think you needed a sub-title that says...let me count the ways!
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