For several years my blog has been like a public journal. In the past week, I felt like I needed some balance of things that I am willing to write out for public consumption and things that I write out because I need to proces them. So I pulled out an old notebook. And I pulled out a pen. And much like the experience of writing hand written thank you notes transforming the experience of writing thank you notes, this did too. It is different when I hand write. I slow down. I think more. I try to make it neat (although having gotten C+'s for penmanship in elementary school it will only ever be so neat). And it will mean more to me some day in all likelihood. And if there are ever moments I want to share, I still can.
And after three days of just getting back into the swing of things, I have started a gratitude journal. Things I am grateful for. From today. From years ago. But all of which made me grateful and all of which made me into the person I am today. What a bright outlook on how to begin. Maybe at some point I will share what I have been grateful for. But for now, it is all about processing what I think of and why I am grateful and how I can take all of that forward.
I don't know if everyone feels so empowered and inspired when they journal. But I am glad to say I do.
And after three days of just getting back into the swing of things, I have started a gratitude journal. Things I am grateful for. From today. From years ago. But all of which made me grateful and all of which made me into the person I am today. What a bright outlook on how to begin. Maybe at some point I will share what I have been grateful for. But for now, it is all about processing what I think of and why I am grateful and how I can take all of that forward.
I don't know if everyone feels so empowered and inspired when they journal. But I am glad to say I do.
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