hello there, friend,
this weekend was a doozy. i was cross, frustrated, anxious with far too many thoughts in my head, not much clarity. i went for more than one long long walk and found myself going out the door as often as i could.
during a long long conversation with my mom i started to put together some thoughts i've had for days... finally some things started shifting into place. she mentioned to me how reflection in a journal at the end of the day has helped her to see her days with more clarity. i knew after our conversation i needed to spend time with paper and pen.
interestingly, i've had conversations over the last month or so about writing... about how writing helps to solidify our thoughts. i think of the letters that listeners write to "dear sugar" and how oftentimes they seem to answer their own question in the course of their letter writing.
and so, pen to paper, i'm working through something i wonder about... which is: what are the desires of my heart? what bubbles up throughout the course of the day that either makes me feel alive or shuts me down completely... what are those things telling me about myself? what is it i desire and how can that shape the course of my daily life?
xo,
b
