What have I learned About myself?

What has writing help me understand?

Capture a moment happening right now.

Think about the things you walk past every day and never really pay attention to...

Think about the time of day you chose. Look at the details.

Sit still for five minutes and write about what you're observing.

Close your eyes. Breathe deeply. Where do you feel the calm in your body?

What sound caught your attention today? How did the sound make you feel?

Capture this day fully- through all of your sense.

What is the memory asking you to reflect up or asking you to honor?

What memory would you rewrite if you knew you could change the ending? Happy Journaling

Take a moment to think of a time or an event htat shifted the way you saw yourself, tour life and your future. This is your portal.

This is the day to take a moment to to write about a person who believed in you, shaped you, or showed you the way.

What do you want to thank your past self for surviving? Me? Drinking out the water hose with those lead pipes! Happy Journaling.

Choose something simple in your life. Write an ode to it. Happy journaling.

What would you say to your younger self if you could go back and sit beside them for a while?

What did you notice when you wrote less? What do you want more of now?

What would a phot of your day look like right now? Write a few lines to capture the moment. Happy Journaling.

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