Today I worked on making journals…to give away. These are fun for me to do, like making mini quilts. I like that these journals have pretty covers, for inside the raw truth is often painful…to express.
Words written seem less scary once they reach the light of paper…
I was invited to join the Women's group at the Clubhouse tomorrow. I will bring a few of these along, if there are women interested in journaling. 
While making these journals I wondered what the ladies tomorrow will teach me…
My mother wrote truths and then burnt them saying they were nothing but filth. Interesting to know she tried to get rid of her past…instead of accepting the darkest parts.
Is it possible to burn up what you don't like and it will disappear in smoke?
Somehow to me, the truths are like these journal beautiful in their raw expressions.
Some of us have very dark spots in our past, and when we come to understand who we were at the time and our choices…we can find compassion for our darkness.
My Lady Journals are quite complex…on the outside they have beauty and depth and yet the inside is where the real life stories are found and reflected…Art of being you.
I am honored to make the covers for so many words…
It is brave to face your thoughts and beliefs, to sort them out and lay them bare…
May these journals be the sacred ground for holding the truth…
I M Perfect lady 
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