The flow journals started as a way of grounding myself in a chaotic time. As it would turn out, they were the call of a lost part of my own voice and she was asking my permission to come out and dance
Always brilliant, illuminating and inviting. "Only here, in my flow journals, I was talking with myself, coaching myself through each day and trying to stay grounded." All of this.
Amy dear, you speak what so many of us have felt unable to comprehend. I too have tried to hide my “shames”. They feel like stones, lumps of lead in my heart, which I’ve carried around most of my life. Only now in my sixties, after retiring (from work, from raising my children, from having to be all things to all people) I’ve found a new outlet for my creativity and it gives me such joy and purpose. There wasn’t space in my life before - there is now. Perhaps I will make myself a quilt to release and resolve the shames - to put together the pieces of me.
Thank you for sharing this story of your journals, your process, your life! Yes - all the journals have such wisdom to offer. I never quite understood why I had to keep filling pages and pages of journals - since high school. I just knew i had to.
Always brilliant, illuminating and inviting. "Only here, in my flow journals, I was talking with myself, coaching myself through each day and trying to stay grounded." All of this.
Amy dear, you speak what so many of us have felt unable to comprehend. I too have tried to hide my “shames”. They feel like stones, lumps of lead in my heart, which I’ve carried around most of my life. Only now in my sixties, after retiring (from work, from raising my children, from having to be all things to all people) I’ve found a new outlet for my creativity and it gives me such joy and purpose. There wasn’t space in my life before - there is now. Perhaps I will make myself a quilt to release and resolve the shames - to put together the pieces of me.
Thank you for sharing this story of your journals, your process, your life! Yes - all the journals have such wisdom to offer. I never quite understood why I had to keep filling pages and pages of journals - since high school. I just knew i had to.