The Power of the Written Word

I’ve been robbed … by technology. When I was younger, I found any excuse to write stuff down. I wrote notes to my friends in class, song lyrics in the back of my notebooks, and lists of whatever came to mind at the moment.

Writing with pen and paper freed the thoughts floating in my head.

I filled notebooks upon notebooks. Because it felt good.

You’ve never seen anyone so excited to visit an office supply store. Heavenly light shines out of OfficeMax’s front doors.

But all of that changed when I learned about technologies like Evernote, Dropbox, and everything else that now exists to preserve our notes forever.

Because who wants to lose their notes? There’s nothing sadder than filling a notebook with our innermost thoughts, emotions, and ideas … only to misplace them, leave them behind at a coffee shop, or throw them away for lack of space around the house.

Finding something I wrote in a notebook years ago isn’t as easy as pressing Command + F on my Macbook.

But what if that doesn’t matter?

After years of neglecting my notebooks, of leaving my Moleskins in a drawer, I’m starting to rethink my fear of losing something…

There’s nothing more beautiful than the feeling of my pen moving on paper, the swirl of my ideas on a page, the liberty of writing as big as I want or drawing out of the lines.

So what if it might go away one day?

So what if it’s a finite resource and I’ll eventually need more paper, another notebook?

So what if it takes longer than typing on my computer?

SO. WHAT.

This is what my soul is asking for. So that’s what I’ll give it.

Forget productivity. Forget efficiency. Forget unlimited space.

Just because technology exists doesn’t mean we have to use it.

I’ve been robbed … by technology … but I’m about to get my writing back. Just watch me.

This is what my soul is asking for. So, it’s back to the written word for me.

What about you? I’d love to hear from you:

Are you a pen-on-paper person or a typer? Why?
Is there a small tweak your soul is asking for? What is it?
What’s holding you back from giving in to what your soul is asking for right now?

Wishing you awesomeness,

— Marcella