Journaling a Healingtool from the Past?

Is keeping a journal something from the past?

Are we able to not communicate every thought on social media?

Are we able to write it in a journal, explore the meaning of what we just have written in the quiet moments following the entry with more thoughts just meant for us, or for someone we feel safe with?

Does every thought be public knowledge?

When I write in my journal, I check in with my body, how does it feel?
How much energy do I have this morning?
What am I grateful for?
Yes, sometimes there are sad thoughts, angry thoughts, however, when writing them down in my journal and not on a social media platform I am able to reflect and change my thought pattern, while on social media I have already 10 reaction as I am wishing that I never posted it and feeling locked into a unhealthy thought pattern, which can result in shame and embarrassment and, therefore, is counterproductive of becoming a more responsible, aware, thoughtful, kind human being.

Anyhow, journaling is a worthwhile activity for my mental health. Slowing things down, bringing my thoughts into prospective, giving me a chance of intrinsic growth, changing my energy expelling  highway.  

Not only are the journals inside unique because of your unique thoughts, but they are beautiful objects and remind you of your own beauty when you look at them.

Enjoy your beauty today!

Journals

Handcrafted leather bound journals 6.5 x 4.5" #repurposed

Journals have been instrumental in creating opportunities in my life.

So I am happy to now actually create the 'hardware' myself. I have not been known to be crafty and actually fainted into my adored teachers arms, when working in sewing class.

Journals have followed me as my sketch books or to visualize my life. Sometimes with long pauses in between.

When I was younger and living in Munich struggling, while escaping reality into writing a life I wanted to live into my journal. I started to understand how important journals are. While writing, my brain started to be more free of all the things charging through the synopses.
Yesterday, I had titled by blog post, Unlimited Possibilities, well, eventually I basically talked myself into being courageous by exposing my inner critic in my journal. Which prompted big changes in my life.

Moving to Frankfurt.
Signing up for art classes.
Had my first show.
Sold some artwork, which eventually connected me to Nova Scotia, which I now call my home.

I remember sitting in the airplane in February of 1993 (only someone who does not know how cold winters are in Nova Scotia would be thinking of visiting NS in February), telling the story how I came to be flying to Nova Scotia to a person next to me, he said, "write a book about it".
In a way I did, before it happened.

Journaling is a courageous undertaking because what you put in there and dream about can come true.