Journaling is something I have done for a s long as I can remember. The little black leather book in the corner above is my real journal, the smell of it's leather and refillable gold gilded pages are so familiar. I have used that journal much less this year, learning to journal here in J-Land has been very time consuming, I'm sure that many of you can relate to that!
Besides the little black journal, I have also kept an illustrated journal with paintings, drawings, photos and such mixed with my words, my thoughts, my memories. Because I have been so busy posting photos here this year, there have been very few entries in that journal either, so ... the last 2 postings here have been an attempt to mix things up a little visually and to play around a some with the different media options I now have available.
I've never really considered myself a writer, you are always sure to find typos, misspelled words and punctuation issues here. I'm very thankful that so many of you are able to look beyond my imperfections.
Top left is part of the cover of one of my favorite books, The Artist's Way, by Julia Cameron. Free Peace recommended it to me and although I am not disciplined enough to practice my morning pages exercises every day, I now sort of practice this method in my little black journal when I have time, and some of those thoughts have spilled out onto painted paper in my last two entries.
The flex pay documents in the collage are just something else that was on my mind today. A year ago my company contributed $100 and I've been contribution $5 each week to this flex pay plan. The concept is good, it's tax free money to use for medical and dependent care expenses and not included as part of your income.
They supply you with a Master Card to use for co pays, prescriptions, over the counter medications and supplies, dental visits, eye glasses etc. Mandy and I have not had many Dr. Visits this year so there is a balance of $270.04 in the account and I was just notified that if I don't use it by 4/30, I will loose it. So ... I've been weighing my options today, I could use it for a dental visit this month, Eeek! I hate the dentist!
I hate dental visits so much that I've been pondering the possibility of using the $270.04 to buy a lifetime supply of eye patches, wart removal medication, arthritis pain relief cream, laxative and feminine care treatment products by the end of the month, just to avoid having to make a dental appointment! We'll see ... I've still got a little time to decide!
*** Coy ***
18 comments:
You're so creative!! Nancy : )
Hm. Dentist first. My mom taught me to take care of my teeth and my feet, and the rest will take care of itself, lol.
xoox
find a dentist who specializes in phobic patients. I have one who drugs me throughly before I enter her office! and this it just for a cleaning!
Marti
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I hate the dentist too Coy.
I haven't been in two years!
I definitely need to make an
appointment.
Love your collage!
Connie
I`d go over the Counter!!
V
Guess who gets the money you do not spend? Your company does. The insurance company mails them a check with what ever is left over from the employees flex plan. Kind of a sneaky way to get your money. Some companies will refund to you the extra money.
I vote dentist! It's way better to go when it's kinda "free" and it may prevent you from having to go later and pay out of pocket! Or...of course...those eye patches DO sound interesting. IMHO, one can never have enough eye patches. :o)
Love that colllage. I say go for a dentist who specializes in phobic patients - I need to do this myself! I haven't been in a couple of years due to no insurance. I have now, I NEED to go myself. Can you give me a kick in the butt? ::sigh::
Monica
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I hate the dentist. We should start a club! Great collage.
Love these Coy! And check my snail mail? Can't wait! --Albert
Love these Coy! And check my snail mail? Can't wait! --Albert
I still have 3 legal pads filled with Morning pages.. As much as I love the philosophy behind Artist's Way, I truly never got much from the Morning pages.. I do far better work late at night. I free myself creatively then.. NOT when I awaken.
M
I vote for the dental visit, too. I was a dental fugitive for years and years and then the guilt drove me in there. After several visits, I was back up to 100% dentally healthy and best of all, no more guilt monkey on my back. Once you do that, it's easier to maintain good dental health.
:) Carol
well definatley use that money girl! I hate going to the dentist too, but he gives me a script for valium before I show up and I'm good to go ;-)
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Don't watch "Little Shop of Horrors" if you are planning to go to the dentist.
Ahhh...I would recognize that book anywhere. I'm thrilled that it's been an inspiration to you. You're an inspiration right back, just by being you. What a wonderful thing. Great collage!
Go to the dentist! Things have changed. Take a few deep breaths, bring headphones, take some tylenol and ask for a relaxant. Tell them you are one from the "old school" of dental fear. Tell them they need to be gentle with you. It works. I'm amazed myself. Hadn't seen a dentist in 8 yrs. Before that, it had been even longer. Today (after 6 visits in 6 weeks) I can honestly say, I have NO FEAR of the dentist. My own mother wouldn't believe me if I told her that.
It's worth the visit. If not now...when? ;)
Hey! I see what you mean. "Paint more, Write More, Dance More" ~ YES! And yeah ~ it is OK to fail, an issue I wrestle with all the time; it's not a mistake, it's a learning process. And then there's that whole 'wabi sabi' thing.
Admit it ~ you miss the black leather journal ;)
Oh, I hate the dentist, too. POSSIBLY worse than the gynecologist. I said, POSSIBLY. I know what you mean about the leather bound journals. I've always gotten excited by writing supplies: papers, pens, pencils, journals, all that kind of equipment and paraphernalia! When I was little, my father used to give me #10.00 at the beginning of each school year with which to buy supplies. It felt like Christmas.
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