Writing is a therapeutic tool. As humans, we have thoughts we don’t care to discuss and need an outlet on where to put them. We can call our friends or discuss them during therapy, but what’s better than keeping a log of your inner thoughts?
My favorite thing about journaling is reviewing old entries when I’m in my feels and don’t care to write. It’s an instant way for me to dust my shoulders off and keep triumphing through life.
Why two journals?
Energy is real. We all learned about energy in science; there is positive and negative energy.
I took this to heart.
I started a journal in March 2020. Hello, pandemic. The shutdown had just begun, and I thought, “Why not start writing more?” It was a great time for me to review my life and be honest.
I mean, once my pen hit paper, I couldn’t stop writing. I talked about things that happened in elementary school, back to having dinner in the finest restaurants, and to the hairstyle that I wasn’t too impressed with.
Once I skimmed through the shallow experiences, I put my therapist hat on and asked myself, “But how did that make you feel?”. The next thing I knew, I was crying and writing pages of bottled emotions.
Months had passed, and I felt like I had gotten it all out. For every problem, there should be solutions.
I put my old journal down and began a manifestation journal. I didn’t want to have the energy of sadness or heaviness near where I wrote for the things I wished for.
The entries started out short in my manifestation journal—like, REALLY short. My ‘sad’ journal entries averaged three pages while I could barely pencil a paragraph.
I began to force myself to write what my heart truly desired, what I wanted to heal, and how I could move forward towards the life I wanted.
Fast forward to 2022, I have seen my sad panda journal. When I’m feeling down, I sit with it and then write how I can fix it or cool mantras tailored to my life issue.
For anyone on a journey, please grab two journals. I will warn you; favoritism will eventually show.
I won’t pretend I don’t get sad and want to vent. But I choose to allow the emotions to be there for a minute. Once they pass, maybe a day later, I jot down everything that would make my heart smile. When I look at old entries, I am not living proof of the things I wrote for.
I challenge you to the two journal challenge.