I started 2017 with a vision "board" (created on a letter-sized sheet of paper so I could take it anywhere). One of the to-do's I tasked myself with was journaling. And journal I have. There have been stretches where I scribbled page after page day after day. Then I'd look up to find I hadn't written in a week or a month. The urge to unload seems to follow the ebb and flow of my life.
Most of my entries have been made while I was on the stair climber in the morning. I fashioned a desktop with a piece of thin wood from a random household purchase, placed it atop the handlebars and scribbled away to the sounds of Charmed on Netflix and my feet pumping furiously below. The book is nearly filled and I won't carry it into the new year with me. I'll be leaving these pages of the past in the past.
But the piece I will carry into 2018 from this self-awakening year of journaling will be my gratitude entries. Each time I write, I try to jot down the things I'm thankful for. The practice keeps me mindful, grounded, and humble on a higher level. And taking stock of my blessings before work brings much-needed calm to this ever-patient woman. The one item unchecked from my January 4th list is the last one. Sleep. I will be better about resting. Promise.
What are you grateful for this year? How will you change your life in 2018?
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Writer long before I was an author. Poet. Mom. Child advocate. Lover. Learner. INTJ. Tapper. Disrupter. Seeker. Always grateful.