Journal writings usually reflect some monumental event of importance to you.
Each one of those events will evoke emotions within you. Sometimes,
they are things we are grateful for and sometimes, they are things we
grow from, I call them the soul of our writings. These are the special
things that make your heart sing. Let me give you a few examples here
from this journal.
I found writings that other people in the group gave me back during my Rediscovery II Workshop. They
were giving me feedback after having witnessed my work. The kind words
filled my heart with joy. I was encouraged to keep going. They helped me
to see things in myself that I hadn't seen. Some of the kind words
were: trustworthy, strong determination, totally constant and
engaged-direct as an arrow, diva par excellence, funny & confident,
courageous and so forth.
That year, I put my home up for sale after living in it for nine years. That home represented stability in some way for me because the majority
of my life, I spent moving. Living in a home for that long was really
saying something...I had roots. The soul factor was that it no longer
served me. I wanted better and I wanted less work physically. I wanted
to use my energy pursuing the things that would fuel my passion. It took
a lot of courage to move forward. I knew in my heart I would be taking
the steps to create the life I wanted. And at the same time, letting go
of what I knew I could do. In other words, I was stepping into the
unknown. The new home I was purchasing was to be double what I paid for
the house I was selling.
The last example was one of gratitude. On April 10, 1990 I had brain
surgery after having spinal meningitis three times. The surgery was to
be the cure. I had met a wonderful, loving woman named Beth who owned a
local dinner. She too, had brain surgery due to cancer. It was suggested
to me to go see her because she had already went through it. Beth
reassured me all would be well. She did such a great job of doing so,
that all my anxiety left me. I was a complete stranger to her and yet
she came all the way down to the city to visit me after my surgery with a
gift in hand. She brought me a teddy bear and said, " pass it on, when
you find someone else in need." Beth died 1994. However, she left a
powerful message that I am grateful for and that is to, pass it on.
Our heart and soul messages are things that we can pass on. Do you see
the value in journaling? Have kind words for others. Savor the kind
words others give you. Share them with people who could use
encouragement. Use those words to remind yourself that when you are
faced with challenging changes, you can do it! Look for others strengths
whilst they make changes in their lives. Encourage them forward toward
their dreams. And like Beth did for me, share your own strength, hope,
and experience. Pass it on.
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