Strange Times

These are strange times we are currently living in, and that is okay. There have been strange times for each generation before us and there will be strange times after us. A lot of people are laid off right now and worried about where the next paycheck is coming from. Hugs, my friends, help is on the way, I hope. Either government aid, warm weather or the virus losing its hold, or maybe a mix of all. Some are working from home, bless you, my children (dogs) are driving me nuts and I am still going to work. And some are hard at work, my trucking and marine shipping friends, the healthcare workers, the folks working to keep our world functioning. I salute you and applaud your efforts.

Eastern North Carolina has been fairly lucky, we have a few cases. Being in a less populous rural area, it is less of an issue than the metro areas of Charlotte, Raleigh, Durham and the Triad area. My thoughts and prayers and speedy recoveries to the families suffering.

A friend of mine posted about the importance of keeping a journal, a blog, or a way to remember this moment of strange times. I keep both a journal and this blog, I mention it fairly frequently. But if you don’t normally keep a journal or a blog, perhaps you might consider it. Records are left behind from every civilization. Historians worry our electronic records won’t leave a trace for future historians. That we need written records, journals, photo journals, art journals, stories, notebooks, etc. more than ever.

When was the last time you wrote an actual letter with a pen and piece of paper?

Personally I think generations from now will be seeing 4 or 5 times great grandparents photos or videos. Things pretty much live on the internet, but what if they are right?

Wouldn’t you love to leave a legacy behind for your future generations to know how it was during your strange times?

Cheers and be safe my friends, james


Why Do We Journal?

I just saw a Facebook post by Soho Spark Journals. (Linked to it here) About why we choose a physical dialog method over a tech method.

I responded that it is a journey. You begin with an empty blank page and then you fill that page in with ink. In the filling you see there is a life that has been lived within that space. A journal is a time capsule that captures snippets of time. If you look at the journals of a single person, you will see how they lived, how they grew, how they changed to become the person in the last journal. Frankenstein is written in journal format. Mary Shelby knew the impact of seeing the changes over the course of the book would affect her audience.

A few years ago in one of my journaling groups, a lady posted a picture of a journal written by a guardsmen from the 1600s. I couldn’t read the language, I believe it was German or Austrian. I don’t know what a guardsman from the 1600s wrote about. What is important to me is that he wrote and that his journal survived to 2019. 400 years his words have survived. Let that sink in 400 years. The US wasn’t born yet and wouldn’t be for another 176 years. I would say that for someone who could read it, that journal would have been a time machine. The tech hasn’t been invented yet (I apologize in advance if I am wrong) that can last even a fraction of that time. So pen and paper are my go to journaling tools.

Okay enough ranting, I am hopping down from my soapbox. Moral of the story is journaling matters, regardless of form. However a physical book and a pen will connect you to the page. The page will connect you to the past, present and future and any reader of your journal.

Cheers, james