Friday, October 7, 2016

Burn Baby, Burn.....

Once I returned from an enchanting 30 days in Scotland and Ireland....

I was compelled to ignite those pesky morning pages I'd accumulated over 10 years, 

from 1994 and 2004, as I wrote neatly on the spines of the journals ....

this was a more difficult task than I anticipated

creating mounds of ash

slow to burn

I ended up burning only the loose pages,

figuring burning the books would take hours.

I read some of the entries...picking up snippets of how unhappy I'd been for so many of those years,

before I tossed the rest in the recycle bin.

Feels good to let that go.