Writing is a major component of my self growth journey. It’s the foundation of being intentional.
Though, as much as I’d like to, I don’t write every single day. I set out to do so, absolutely, but with the longer summer days and beautiful weather we find ourselves outside longer, playing. Therefore my writing isn’t as consistent.
Lately, however, as I’ve been neglecting it it’s also what I’ve been needing most.
There are some things twirling inside of my head, that damn voice, my ego that I don’t necessarily want to silence. I can’t. But it’s something that needs to pass through. Writing allows me to acknowledge it and pass it along.
When I refer to writing, in this context, it’s a notebook and pen; my journal. My journal is where I write about a lot of things; my day, what I’ve learned, how I feel, what I am grateful for, ideas I had that day.
Where I find the most healing is when I know I need to write by how I feel, but not knowing what’s going to come out. Those are the moments where the voice in my head has me confused with what the reality of the moment is.
As Dan Harris would say, that voice is an asshole.
It takes me down rabbit holes that live in the past and then morph into a planning session to carry out in the future. None of which even exist.
The healing, or clarity of my inner voice, comes from not knowing where to start other than putting the pen to paper. The moment that ink starts to flow is when the words start to pour.
I don’t know what I am thinking or how I am feeling until I write it.
This is the healing process, or release mechanism. It’s not silencing the voice, but letting it flow right on by while at the same time recognizing what those words are.
The voice in my head often says one thing, but how I actually feel, and the reality of the context the voice is running a muck on, doesn’t surface until it becomes a written word.
The longer I let it sit and the more I try to suppress it, the more certain it is to fester and morph into something that it’s not. Tweet this
Address it and release it.
Writing provides me with clarity. Clarity, not in the sense that I have the answers or that I fully understand it, but clarity in the sense of calming my inner voice and bringing it back to the present moment; providing headspace.
Writing allows me to swim through the rushing waves of the surface to the calmness of the deep sea. Tweet this
Listen to your body, that unknown feeling that prevents us from focusing on what’s in front of us is trying to speak. Release those inner ramblings to provide you with clarity.
It’s such a simple yet powerful tool we all have at our finger tips.
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