I’ve kept a journal for my entire adult life. I write in cursive mostly, though sometimes there are random doodles made or scraps of paper taped inside. I have found that my current journal is always a companion of sorts. Inside its covers, I vent my feelings, narrate stories, ponder dilemmas, tell secrets, work through problems, make decisions, counsel myself, pray, and ground myself inside the continuity that is my life journey. Journaling greatly deepens my self-awareness, and it energizes my self-compassion as well. I honestly don’t know who I’d be without it.
How has journaling served you in your life?
