Life must be lived forward but it can be understood only backwards. ~ Soren Kierkegaard
I am taking a stroll through my first visual journal.
I began in 2007. I can hardly believe it has been six years.
My first journal had a lot more words in it, for it was a time of intense searching for me. A time of really entering my heart, being honest with myself (as much as I knew how to be) when one lives their life behind a mask, one does not always see the truth of oneself.
It's good to go back...again and again.
I have noticed a change in my journals over the years. They became more about how they looked, more about the images on them instead of the content in them.
But of late, I am noticing more words pouring out on lovely color, less use of stencils and stamps, just my hand and heart.
I like that...
I have come far...but still have far to travel...
I think I will post several old pages during the next few days.