I met you along along the white coast trail! and told you to do a yoga pose
you farted while holding the pose 🙂
he he just kidding
I really enjoyed meeting you
Love, Tennesee Taylor
Tuesday Special: three for one.
Love is a better marinade; it makes life juicy.
Life is what you make it
Live it Love it
I’m excited about this life changing choice I’ve made. I’m going to still impact the lives of children but without being told how to do it by those who think they know how to do it.
Welcome to The Original Journal blog. Thank you for following it. I’ve been asking people to sign my journals for 20 years. See the About page for more details. The constant has always been what I tell people before handing over my journal — there’s 3 rules:
1. There’s a Front Door (PG-13)
2. There’s a Back Door (Not Rated)
3. There’s no rules.
Welcome to the blog. We’re (the journal and I) happy you found us. Today is Back Door Thursday, where the uncensored is celebrated. The Back Door is in every Original Journal, it’s the opposite of the Front Door. So, today the OJ is sharing an old school entry, from the early days. It’s a double journal entry. Both signed anonymously.
From Coffeestains and Courage Journal
Your eyes are like spaunes
Every time I look into them, my nuts tighten!!
Is that a mirror in your pockets,
or can I simply see myself in your knickers
“Some guys snort for it!
Some guys jab a vein for it!
but all you gotta do is jump.
It’s 100% pure adrenaline”
aka Fit Old Dog
P.S. The universe is a network, so take care to do good stuff when you can!
I met Kevin (Fit Old Dog) at an eclectic coffee shop in Carrboro, NC. He sat down in our little nook area of oversized chairs. I was having coffee with an old friend. We met up in Carrboro. He looked too interesting to pass on an Original Journal signing. So I asked him. He is an author and marathon runner in his 70s.
Just to review, I tell people three things before I hand over the journal:
1. There’s a Front Door (PG13)
2. There’s a Back Door (Not Rated)
3. There’s no rules!
Today I hosted a baby shower for a dear friend. She is a scientist. So we made her a science themed mother blessing. It was my idea to put the element Carbon on the cake. The baby shower (we called it a mother blessing to make it more about her than the baby — this is her third). I also made her an Original Journal, complete with the same photo we used on the cake. Of course, the journal had a Back Door for all those honest, raw thoughts that motherhood muses.
The Baby Shower (Mother Blessing) got me thinking about my own journey of motherhood. So I grabbed an Original Journal for a blog post and I pulled out my son’s journal coincidentally.
So this is the post I want to share from my personal motherhood journal. I kept a journal while I was pregnant with my son. The journal is called Ben’s Journal: Letters to My Son.
…Awareness is joy. Joy is in the moment. Calm. Breath. My morning yoga of thought.
I am nervous about becoming a mother. Will I show my boy beauty or stress? Will I show him love towards humanity or my own prejudices, hates, and crimes of heart? Will I even know what to do?
Anyway, I am excited to be a mom, finally. After 4 years of trying. It is happening. That is something to be joyous about.
I also like the third paragraph on the left page written in blue ink:
I need to get to a place everyday where I accept that teaching does not define me. I am destined for other things.
What are you destined for? Thanks for following The Original Journal. You’re an original.
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