I love to write, but I’ve never been good at keeping a journal.
On the other hand, I’ve had some success with what I call “specialty” journals.
For example, I kept a gratitude journal the year after my divorce (and it was very, very helpful).
I’ve also worked on a few art journals, and one year I kept a “mandala journal” which resulted in a wonderful little book filled with gel pen mandalas that I still like to look over every now and then. I found the time I spent creating these little mandalas each day to be incredibly meditative.
Some of my favorite mandalas from that little book:
I’ve had my greatest success, journaling-wise, with “Morning Pages”, from Julia Cameron’s The Artist’s Way. I did them for about eight years, and toward the end, they, like the mandalas, had become quite a meditative tool. I still have several notebooks crammed on my shelves, even though I occasionally pull a few out to shred them (the whole idea of Morning Pages is that you NEVER reread them, so I’ve had no problems disposing of them).
But I’ve never been able to keep a regular “daily” journal consistently, something that I could pick up and read over older entries, see what I was up to on a certain day in a certain year.
A while back, I wrote about how I was inspired to give journaling a try. In fact, I titled that post much the same as this one!
I never did do anything about my inspiration last time around, though. Those beautiful Moleskine notebooks arrived but I never did anything with them.
Recently, though, I’ve come across a few articles online that have made me think about how wonderful it would be to keep a journal. And during our decluttering these past few weeks, I also decided to pull out the book Creative Journal Writing, by Stephanie Dowrick, from my TBR pile.
Those Moleskine notebooks from last year are still blank, and now I’ve decided I’d like to start using them.
And it occurred to me that maybe the problem I have with journaling is that I am just too eclectic – it’s hard for me to consistently write the same kind of thing every day.
So what if I let myself write whatever I wanted to every day? (Ahem. Much like I’ve been doing here, and thank you all for continuing to read, by the way.)
I’ve been thinking that I could write in it:
- gratitude lists
- story ideas
- conversation snippets overheard or dreamed up
- my dreams
- quotes from things I’m reading or see online
- any of those one-line thoughts that come to me in droves every day
Or anything else that might occur to me. Maybe sometimes I’d even write about what I did that day.
And some days, I might whip out my gel pens and draw something, create a mandala or maybe do a ZenTangle.
I’ve been thinking that this just might work. I might work in my journal consistently if I let the content be as varied as whatever might appeal to me that day.
Do you journal? If you do, do you have any tips for me? And if you don’t, do you ever think about keeping a journal?