Journaling. I am in awe of how it can unlock parts of you that you didn’t know were there. You can peel back the layers (lot’s of layers… in fact there are an endless number of them). There is so much to learn about ourselves and most of us have barely scratched the surface.
Sometimes we have a moment of clarity. A moment when something clicks. It simplifies things. It excites us. It allows us to make a decision we had been trying to reach, or to step into our power.
The next step becomes easy. Maybe easy isn’t the right word. I like “easeful” because what you need to do next may not be easy work but it is in alignment with our heart and soul. The path is a no-brainer. The clarity we receive may simply be that we only know in our heart the next step, the actual bigger picture and subsequent steps may still not be clear.
This is really an odd thing for me. Instead of journaling my revelations going into 2019, I am writing it here on the blog. Raw, real and I suppose vulnerable too.
It’s a brand new year and I as usual, social media is bursting at the seams with New Year intentions, goals, upleveling, letting go of, etc from pretty much everyone. I love to read some of my fave peeps reflections on the past year and what they are looking to move toward in the year to come.
For so long I’ve ignored this part of me. I thought it was just my escape from the real world. I thought that I had some broken and strange withdrawal technique to save me from the reality of life’s responsibilities.
For so long I fought with my inner world and ideas because they weren’t useful. They weren’t a gift. They were a distraction, and a world I couldn’t explain.