For awhile I have been wanting to write a blog post about journaling. It is a practice that I believe will be beneficial for anyone who partakes in it. The most important thing that a journal does is allow you to read about your own progress in life. The potential lessons learned are endless. To make a long story short I got to meet George from TumbleMoose Productions where he writes about freelance writing. We started talking and I told him it would be awesome if he could write a guest post about journaling. Wouldn’t you know it, he said he would love to write about this subject, and so here it is…
I remember when I was younger and had the entire weight of the world on my shoulders. The issues and problems were so big and no one else could possibly understand. I had to turn somewhere to get these issues worked out. I turned to a journal.
Journaling helped me work through the problems and troubles of the day. With that said, there wasn’t anything profound that came of it. I didn’t have any kind of grand epiphany. It was the sheer act of putting my thoughts on to paper. Digesting all of my troubles through my fingertips and into a book of my thoughts. Just the act of writing things down brought closure for some items, and with others it brought a much needed sense of relief.
There is something cleansing about being able to put all of your thoughts into a journal. Being certain that the journal would be a private affair, I stuck to dead-honesty. Nothing was off limits as I wrote. I spewed feelings and all manner of emotion – hate, fear, anger, love. All of it. I think that the type and amount of energy it takes to formulate the thoughts to write down contributes to the cleansing effect. Often, after an intense journal writing session I would be exhausted and need to sleep.
Now, some twenty-odd years later, writing is still therapy for me. It’s taken on a little different perspective of course. I’m no longer the brash 19 year-old know it all with a chip on one shoulder and the weight of the world on the other. Now when I sit down to write I am inspired in a different sort of way. I’m inspired because I know that I am good at what I do and I want others to benefit from what I know or at least be entertained by reading it..
You see, back then my writing was for me. I didn’t see it that way at the time but I sure see it that way today. Today my writing is my living. It’s what I do every day and it puts bread on the table (in a good month butter and jam, too – but that’s another story). My writing these days is still cleansing and gives me a sense of purpose. My writing today is for everyone else and it gives me great joy to do so.
What I have to say may touch many people and for others it will be just so much jibber-jabber. That’s ok because my writing is a therapy for me, and a gift for you should you choose to accept it.
I think what you should take from this post is that the act of putting your thoughts to paper can be very therapeutic. It doesn’t matter if the writing is in a personal journal, or posted on the web for all to see. Discover the healing energy of writing by just doing it.