I love notebooks. I have notebooks for many occasions and I don't really limit myself in the amount of notebooks I accumulate. Every excuse is good enough to acquire more notebooks. I own notebooks of many different shapes and sizes. My favorite ones are the simple, blank ones with a black cover. It's surprisingly hard to find them locally. It seems like simplicity is not the first choice, like with many other things. I love simple things, especially in black. Black clothes, accessories, notebooks. Once I find them, I tend to purchase at least a couple. In case the shop runs out of stock. Or there is a war and the entire continent runs out. It is good to be prepared for the worst case scenario and keep at least one emergency notebook for the darkest hour. Sometimes I don't remember I already have a stash hidden in a box, somewhere in the storage, so I get couple more and end up with an impressive collection of blank pages in black covers, waiting to be filled by experience. It's a wonderful metaphor for my life, that I put away in the box instead of living it.
I was never very good at keeping my notepads neat - you know, when you're at school and begin writing, putting the effort to make the first page look good and then the entire thing becomes an explosion of randomness and you have to borrow the notes from a colleague cause yours make no sense anymore and the pages are mostly occupied by the drawings of ninja turtles and g.i joe. characters. It represents well my creative process, now when I think about it. I was hoping that one day I would become organised, but with time I understood that trying to control my creativity is fruitless. I can make friends with it, i can ride on its wave, but not control it. It is my biggest power and I have to submit to it, because it's not mine to own and hide. I have to let it guide me. I'm still learning that. If I try to suppress it it will come back with vengeance,
I believe in the power of writing things down. In a magical, psychological and mundane sense. As a chaotic creative mind i tend to produce ideas in large quantities. Since I can remember I used to write down lists of things to do, things I wanted to happen, all sorts of wish lists. Sometimes I'm worried to spoil a beautiful pure first page, so I postpone any radical expression. I'm learning to mess things up and be ok with that. There is no point in keeping it for later, I will have no use of a blank notebook when I die.
I used to write journals. I used to start journals. Then very often I would abandon them, cause they weren't perfect. When stuff was happening, I was too involved in it to give my time to the diary. When the storm calmed down, the words weren't giving justice to the drama that took place. Finally I would forget and start again after some time.
Now I try to keep a discipline of journaling but I also keep multiple other books that I work with on and off. There are things I occasionally put into my daily journal, mostly for practical reasons - I don't want to be traveling with the whole library in my suitcase. Nevertheless I make notes for my work with Tarot, dreams, shadow work, magick, Dark Curiosity project, not mentioning my sketchbook and many more. I also have a little book of manifestation. It's where I write my ideas, dreams, the bucket list, places to visit and goals.
I can spend days writing, scribbling, making lists. To the point that I have to remind myself to live the life outside my head. That's where the *REAL* Magick happens.