As I was reading David’s recent blog entry, I stopped in the middle and thought to myself, this is so amazing – I’m reading a letter from this preposterously talented, successful guy who’s out on tour traveling thousands of miles, working on two albums and spending time with his cousins, and he’s writing a letter to me. Okay, you might have gotten a copy of it too, but really, how many years has it been since I wrote a letter even half that long to a family member or even a friend, much less someone I don’t even know? I think I need more fingers and toes to calculate that sum.

So then I continued reading his blog, and he got to the part about his journal-keeping. He enthusiastically encouraged each of us to start one. I had to blush a bit here, because I truly wonder what he would think if he saw my journal with the poems, the pondering, the inspiration, the dreams, the blog comments, and the responses to blog comments. It’s really quite an enigma, but David has pretty much dominated my journal for the last year and a half.


So, what’s so great about a journal, anyway? Why is David so enthusiastic about this activity?

from David’s blog, June 30, 2009
“I made it my New Year’s Resolution to write at least once a week in it though, and at first I thought there’s no way I’m going to keep this going lol. But surprisingly, I’ve been doing really well with it and I’m so glad that I have. It really helps you sort your thoughts out, and also gets your mind kicking into gear.”

I keep a journal, not so much to keep track of this or that event or conscious thought, but to just let my mind wander about wherever it wants. Some of the most fun entries start from a random word and take off down a road I never would have traveled. It’s fascinating to walk back along that obscure road and see what I brought back with me.

“How can I know what I think ’til I see what I say?”
– E.M. Forster

Journaling. This is another quality that’s so amazing about David. With everything he’s got going on in his life, he manages to carve out a space to talk to us as if we were his closest friends, and ramble on about something that we share in common. Who knew? We’re both fans of journaling.

You fill your lungs with a song
three notes in, I’m gone
vanished into your vortex.
~ highervibe