Update on my bullet journal, including the weekly review and some serious thinking about moving everything, I mean everything, into one journal!
“the moment you start to drift, get out of the water”
I have been drifting, without intent, for far too long
To journal is to share a little piece of my soul, my very being. It is personal. It has to be in my language. It can only be compiled by me. It is me.
It can be private, public or curated. Unique, like your DNA, a recorded fingerprint. A secret path only you have travelled. It is a map for your journey. It has the signposts, the wayside inns, the views, the friendships.
It is a time machine looking back along the path you have travelled but also glimpsing the future. Your plans, your dreams, your goals can all be here. It can see years ahead, the next month, the next week, and the day ahead as you take your first awakened breath.
It is a ledger of deeds, of thoughts, of hurts, of desires. It is a ledger that is all yours. Your profits, your losses, your credits and debits. In your own currency with your unique exchange rates.
Enjoy your journaling…