Part Three: The Journey Together

Part Three: The Journey Together from Jen Lee on Vimeo.

I'm totally starving and about to bust out some eggs and bacon here in the Lee Family Urban Palace, but I just had to get this recorded and up online for you first.

But there's no need for you to be so rushed. Make your coffee, feed yourself something good, and then give this little clip a spin.

Comments

[qmama]

thank you for the listening spaces you create. solitude, stillness and silence have also emerged as essential for me.

[islandjen]

this has been such a great experience for me jen...i'm so glad to be on this journey with you. and i love that you mentioned silence and solitude this morning. last night i was knitting and writing, and it was the first time in a long time that i did these activities, but didn't have the tv on in the background or music playing...i just sat in silence and it was truly golden!

[Sandi Keene]

I have had a good week as well. I shared with a friend and she was able to help me define some things that were just out of my reach. She could see it more clearly standing on the banks while I was waist deep in it. Your poem, You Write to the Fence, has been really important in my process of figuring all this out. I felt like I had written to the fence in my boldly choosing "fearless" as my word for the year and once those fences were down some huge monsters came rushing in to ask me who the hell I thought I was and what exactly did I have to be so bold about. But now I see them for what they are and have insisted they move along.
I am moving again. That feels great. Can't wait to see what happens next.
Thank you for sharing and leading and guiding and cheering us on.

[teryll]

I so related to your comment about writing in a journal from front to back, it's been challenging for me to open up to the pages (not in any order and start writing), but I'm glad I did. It's forcing me to think outside of the box and allow myself freedom to write, no matter what. It's pouring in LA this MLK day and I think that it's a perfect day to write, read, bake and do some knitting. Thanks again for the journey, I wish it would continue on until the book is filled.

[cindi]

thank you Jen... your words today resonate in my spirit in a way you could not begin to know.

[Rebekah]

I just wanted to check in and let you know that I am learning a lot about my relationship to writing and also how much I let a drive toward perfectionism run riot in my life as I do this...Aspects of these things I hadn't thought about or examined before. I *am* behind, however.

I am behind because I wanted--I discovered while writing on some of the blank pages at lunch today--not just to write between the covers of the journal and let whatever came, come. I wanted what I wrote to be *good*. Time and again, I have to learn and re-learn that, for me at least, this only leads to the opposite of writing: doing anything else to avoid writing, or just simple procrastination.

I also like that you mentioned skipping around. I had been trying to write straight through, but over the past couple of days I've found myself skipping around. :) This week I'm going to try to loosen up and just write. Again, thank you for doing this. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

[Kathy B]

I realized something and it has taken me by surprise. I noticed that my writing, as in penmanship, is totally sloppy and blotchy in the TMWY journal - truly just getting the pen moving on the paper. This is a huge statement for me, as I am completely into calligraphy, lettering, scrapbooking, and all other forms of making it pretty or at the very least presentable, and always with a little flair. I even re-write post-its at work if I don't think they LOOK good enough (to heck with the content.) I am taking it as a really good sign that I am working on the writing, on the core of it, and not letting myself be concerned with things that would slow me down. Fun!

[Jen Lee]

Love these comments. You all make my day!

[Jamie]

I've had your journal for about a week now and haven't missed a day.
I have a friend who has told me several times over the past few years that I've stopped speaking. She says she can visibly see me trying to keep my mouth shut.
I feel the same way with my pen. I can physically feel myself avoiding those words.
What has happened to me? Where did my voice go? I hope to find out...thank you for being the catalyst for this excavation set in motion.