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FIELD JOURNALS

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Be your own guide.

Not everything requires an expert.

Sometimes you just need a place to think.

Sometimes you don't need someone to tell you what to do. You need somewhere to get quiet enough to hear what you already know. Somewhere to pull apart the shit that's gotten tangled. Somewhere to ask better questions, write things you didn't expect to write, and notice what's been sitting there waiting for you to notice it.

That's what the Field Journals are for.

Six journals. Six different places along the road. No required order. No gold stars for finishing. No promise that you'll emerge with a five-step plan and a newly optimized morning routine.

Just a place to do some honest work.

Fuck the should.

Follow what's yours.

SIX LEGS OF THE JOURNEY

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Return to yourself.

Because you’re not lost exactly.
You’re just not quite sure how the fuck you got here.

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Recognize your work.

Some ideas really don't care if now is a good time.
Just hear the little assholes out.

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Build intentionally.

For the business you want to build.
And the soul-sucking prison you don't.

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See clearly.

Your business has a lot to say.
Surely some of it matters.

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Steward what you've built.

You know that you love your business.
But what if it doesn't? 

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Belong.

You can hold your own.
You can also hold hands. 

Your route is up to you.

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Pretty and Sassy

I wanted the Field Journals to be beautiful. The kind of books you leave sitting out because you actually like looking at them. Thoughtfully designed, full of texture and color, and substantial enough to feel like something worth holding onto.

But pretty isn't much use if there's nothing underneath it. These journals have opinions. They'll ask questions you may not particularly appreciate, poke around in places you've been conveniently ignoring, and occasionally call bullshit. Always from a place of love.

Inside you'll find stories, questions, practices, and plenty of room to write your way through whatever you're working out. Move straight through from beginning to end. Spend three weeks on one page. Skip something. Scribble in the margins. Circle a sentence. Cross out your own answer and write a better one six months later.

They're beautifully designed, professionally printed, and wire-o bound so they can lie completely flat or fold all the way back on themselves when you want less book taking up the table. And (shocker) they swear like sailors when the ever-faithful “fuck” is needed to drive the point home.

These journals are pretty enough to draw you in.

And sassy enough to talk back.

Sass with a side of grit.

Each Field Journal is available on its own, or bundled into a Gift Set or Ritual Set with a few carefully chosen extras to accompany the work.

Gift Sets add incense, an incense holder, matches, and a pen.

Ritual Sets go a little further, adding tactile and ritual pieces connected specifically to the journal you're working with.

Nothing you need to do the work. Just some lovely shit to have around while you do it.

Ready to hit the road?

Fuck, yeah.

Image by Katie Drazdauskaite
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