Now there are experts and gurus and specialists way more experienced on the subject of journaling than I am, many of whom are actually here on Substack. However, there is not one single person on this planet that is an expert on ‘my kind’ of journaling. Which is kind of crazy. But it’s true. I’m so high on life right now, because I am leaning into the fact that after journaling on/off for over two decades and consecutively for the past 800 days or so, I know my shit about the positive benefits of journaling.
There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t get my thoughts onto the page. One way or another I hold my fountain pen and let the ink bleed onto the white space. It bloody hurts some days. I wince at the thought of it. I procrastinate and pace around the living room hoping time passes me by. I sit staring at the walls, not sure if my thoughts will creep out of my head, wondering when the words will form into a sentence. I worry far too much about making sense, but I give…