That was one of the questions I asked myself while in the depths of despair.
It was a turning point for me.
In my journaling and in my life.Up until that point I had used my journal as emotional dump. It was filled with angst ridden diatribes. There were days when the pages were torn from the furious strokes of my pen, or my writing was illegible because the ink had run as the tears were streaming and soaking the paper.
At times, it seemed like I was going round in never ending circles. Yes, I was recognising my emotions, I was getting them out onto paper but I wasn’t doing anything else with them.
They just sat there and were starting to make me dread journaling as I knew it would just be more of the same.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 ” 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸?”
I listened, and wrote that question down in my journal and answered it.
That’s when I started to use my journal as a tool of enquiry and everything changed. More questions would pop into my mind and I would write them in my journal and as I wrote the answers to my problems revealed themselves. The reasons behind my anxiety, my depression, who that critical inner voice really belonged to and I was able to make changes and find solutions.
It wasn’t immediate, nothing ever is.
There were still days of ranting and weeping over my journal but they became fewer and farther between.
My journal now was a place of hope and answers. Some of the answers were scary, some of the truths I didn’t want to acknowledge but I kept going.
Looking back now, I think the questions were always there at the back of mind, I just wasn’t ready to listen to my inner guidance, to hear the solutions.
Now I want to help you, to give you the external guidance I didn’t have, to hold your hand and lead you gently towards your own solutions and the changes you need to make. If that is something that appeals then join the waitlist for my membership site.