Dawn Herring of #JournalChatLive invited me to share a blog post on the LIFE LESSONS acquired from regular journaling. There are many. Oh, my beloved journal, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Taking the time every morning to journal keeps my wits about me. And my wit. A sense of humor is important. If I skip journaling because, say, my husband is working nights and sleeping days (which he is this month, which has both our sleeping schedules out of whack), it hurts both of us.
If I am foggy and groggy, I am no good to me, my Prince Charming, my work or my clients. Life Lesson #1 is I gotta take care of me. If I think I am being helpful by neglecting my needs because it is not “convenient,” I’m not doing anyone any favors.
My journal time gets me grounded, gets me in touch with my guides (Joyful, Playful, and Fun), and sets the course for my day. If I tiptoe out of bed and think I can just dive in to the day, I flounder. I am not as productive or efficient. And I’m not as much as fun.
My beloved hubby knows my second beloved is my journaling. The act of pen on paper untangles my thoughts and emotions. The daily practice of writing to my soul, with my soul, for my soul, is the rudder for my ship.
Questions I have for my life or my writing are answered in mysterious ways when I take the time to write each morning. Sometimes I get clarity and guidance that are like “duh, I knew that” and sometimes I get such inspiration it makes me laugh out loud.
I truly have a conversation with my journal, I write and I talk. I say thank you often.
Life is a journey and I am continually learning about myself. I make it a point now to journal each morning, even if that means I do it in the sunroom dressed instead of still in bed in my jammies. Starting the day with my journaling guidance matters.
I have also realized that I like to write in bed alone. So now when I tuck myself in at night while my Prince is gone, I listen to my songs, maybe listen to an Abraham, read a bit of inspiration, and I write in my journal. It feels good. Be it morning or night, that alone time is helpful.
Taking the time to do what feels good affects me in ways tangible and intangible.
The main point that I have learned from pondering life lessons and journaling is that I have to take care of me. When I started this post, I thought I would make a list of life lessons, but having one biggee is good enough. How often do we women neglect our needs?
If we do not take the time to do what starts and ends our days in a positive way, we end up wasting a lot of time and energy. It matters.
Thanks, Dawn Herring, for doing what you do, and inspiring people to tap into what really matters. To check out Dawn’s creativity and heart, visit http://www.dawnherring.net/. Now I am going to go tuck myself in with my journal and write. Cheers!