Due to my fascination with pens and paper, and having been a life-long journal keeper, I have always been interested in handwriting.
Right now I am helping my son with his penmanship. Due to some of the issues I mentioned him having from when he went to school, he has hated writing.
He avoids it like the plague.
Now, he is ready and interested in learning cursive. Mostly because he wants to read my writing. So, I spent the weekend surfing the web, looking for the best way for us to approach this. In my surfing I watched a whole bunch of videos.
Videos on how to, on methods, on curriculum reviews.
And I came across this gem:
Now, I want to go practice my own handwriting.
I can’t remember the first journal I used. It may have been in second or third grade. All I know is once I started, I have never been without one. There have been breaks in my writing, but putting pen to paper is one of the things I do. When the words pounding away in my head get to be too much, I can come here and spill them out onto the page.
I’ve had cheap composition notebooks, fancy hand stitched leather beauties, Moleskines, glittery diaries with a unicorn on the cover and a key to keep my ten year old secrets locked up tight.
Lately, starting my day writing instead of checking Instagram has proved centering. The method is Julia Cameron’s Morning Pages if you want to look it up, but it’s been around for a long time. I had gotten away from journaling first thing in the morning to get sucked up into the internet and see what other people were doing with their mornings.
Now, I don’t think I could start my mornings without my journal, a pen, and a cup of coffee.
Many times, it’s not even what I write.
It’s the act of writing.
The feel of the pen in my hand.
The way the ink stains the smooth surface of the page.
The movement of the pen across the paper.
Sometimes the words are secondary.
This week we are starting back into our homeschooling schedule along with the schooled kids.
For me, that means coordinating driving, meals, playtime, and planning new things for us to do. Whoever called this homeschooling needs his head examined.
We are never home.
The good thing, at my kids’ ages, is I end up doing a lot of waiting around. So I am using that time to plan my own autodidactic learning.
As I have watched my kids learn in unconventional ways, I am fascinated by the possibilities open to anyone who just puts in the effort. That’s not to say it’s easy. Jobs, spouses, kids, friends, community all vie for our attention daily. I know I get to the end of some days and I feel like I haven’t stopped to breathe, let alone tried to do something for myself.
So, I am grateful for times like today when I could sit and sip a coffee and start the reading journal I kept meaning to begin.
I’m also looking for some good recommendations. Do you have any?