I have thrown away parts of my journals -- the parts that are endless wailing -- and I have kept other parts that document circumstances I might to recall or write about at some time. As I am getting older, I am feeling less attached to them, and I have whittled them down to one big plastic file box and some more current looseleaf journals from the past few years.

The positive comments from students were in a beautiful bound journal volume that I especially bought as a keepsake -- and I'm not sure where it is presently.

I was in one of the deepest depressions of my life when I started the positive journal at a T's request, and I believe that was the best time to start it, not when I was in better shape. Even though writing the comments could seem like events from someone else's life, it did force me to confront the facts that not everything was as totally negative and bleak as I believed.

One of the teeny tiny art things I am doing is making origami while I watch TV. I am online too much and this gives me something different and expressive to do.

I also make handing things outs of branches and found objects. I want to try a paper mache sculpture that will be a spiral swirl and I will hang 10-point modular origami stars in the colors of the chakras down the center. hahaha. That's the plan, but I don't know if I will have the ability to ever tackle this.