We are barely three months in, and yet 2026 has already been a year of beautiful transformation. I know this opening statement will spark some curiosity, and yet I'm still holding a lot of the vulnerable truths I've been working on close to my heart for now, even while I so badly want to write about them here. (Writing here also feels a lot to me like shouting from the rooftop to the entire world, even though my readership is very limited).
The fact that I even opened up Blogger this morning is somewhat miraculous. I just finished a practice I hope to continue called "Morning Pages" from The Artist's Way. It's pretty simple in that you just write your thoughts down on paper as they cross your mind. Pen and paper is key, because it encourages a slowing down and noticing of the thoughts. The goal is that by the end, your thoughts have a place to go and no longer clutter the mental space. And let me tell you as a very overactive thinker (I often joke that I can even think my way into feeling) this morning's Morning Pages was a game changer.
I used to practice meditating on the Head Space app a lot. And the one thing that really stuck with me was the notion that we are not our thoughts. Meditating is like watching those thoughts pass by like a TV show and not giving much time and attention to each one. I gave up on Head Space because it was too hard to just "watch" my thoughts float by. But writing them down is a game changer. I literally thanked my journal for holding what felt like a brain full of "stuff" when I was finished writing. What I wrote felt dark, childish, narcissistic. And now that's for my journal to hold, not me.
Growth is slow. It's like compound interest. When I look back to one or two or ten years ago, I'm astonished at what I see. My hope with Morning Pages is that I will reach the core goal of re-discovering what my true self/soul is telling me. The most discouraging part of "growth" for me has been that I can't seem to find out my true self really is. That Me who was there before I got lost in a whirlwind of numbing, dissociating and trauma. I want there to be a sudden "aha there she is" moment. But my new hope with Morning Pages is that I can compound my way back to me.
For anyone interested in learning more about morning pages, here is a helpful link: https://intentioninspired.com/the-artists-way-morning-pages/
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