My notebook is my refuge.
It knows my darkest secrets.
It holds my deepest thoughts.
My notebook is my refuge.
It contains cross outs and scribbles
Sometimes barely discernible.
My notebook is my refuge.
It contains my fears, my trials, my tribulations.
It contains my greatest joys.
My notebook is my refuge.
Sometimes it is public.
Sometimes it is private.
My notebook is my refuge.
Snippets of stories.
Memories and remembrances.
My notebook is my refuge.
A safe place to work.
A safe place to think.
Where do you do your thinking?
Where do you try out ideas and develop your work?
How do you use a notebook?
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My notebook is my refuge. It holds the musings of my days.
My notebook is my refuge. My book is my escape.
EXACTLY!
My notebook is my refuge. No one know me as well as it does.
YES!!! The notebook knows it all!
Ooooh, I love the sanctuary and refuge of my notebook. Your poem is perfect. I might add it to my notebook and riff on it, my friend!!
Paula, I can’t wait to see where it takes you!
Yes! Your poem captures the feelings I have for my notebook quite well! My notebook is my safe space explore new ideas, vent, and ramble when I feel like it.
Yes, Tracy. A safe place.
My notebook is becoming my refuge. We’re getting there but not quite there…yet!
Moods, thoughts, sadness, joy . . . What I envision and what I escape!
Beautiful! Your poem is almost spiritual. My notebook is my sanctuary.
Thanks, Rita. Similar to a “call and response”. We have many in the Catholic Church.
I love your repetition and the pairing of opposites. It shows the power of this tool you love! I was just wondering what to write about tomorrow…I may steal your idea and write about my notebooks! Thanks for your inspiration!!
Sally,
It is a great topic. I have not written every single day in the 100 days of notebook challenge, but I have written a lot. Volume matters!
My notebook is mine. All mine.
I have just begun the habit of notebooking (everyday since November :). It is my favorite part of the day. I write in the morning and it clears my head for the day. I love thinking of it as a refuge! Lovely post!