Journaling and Joy Day 7
- annawhitmore0
- Feb 24
- 2 min read
For years when I was asked; "What is new?" I would answer; "nothing". I really believed nothing was new. I woke up lived my life and it was same old, same old. This bothered me and so I began to record all the new things in my life. Question 6 of the daily journaling prompts is:
What did you do that was new today?
It is easy to feel like a hamster in a ball just spinning and not really going anywhere. It is easy to feel like your life is an assembly line and you just follow along the same path everyday. But no matter how much routine you have something is always new. It could be a new book, a flower starting to bloom, a new song, We do not live in a hamster ball - we live in a world that is new every morning. Life is not redundant or boring it is an exciting adventure something is always new.
Journaling Your Journey Questions
What or who made you smile today? Little Fiffy
Did you smell something that reminded you of family or childhood? Moth balls
What was hard today? Did you learn something? Did you ask for help? Yes
Did you hear a favourite song? Did you sing along? What song was it? When did you first hear it? Take me to church https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jMzY_KQIKjU
How did you show love today? Took time for a visit
What was something new in your life? A recipe? A trail? A book? Anything - no matter how small. planned a new garden
Did you do something courageous today? Anything out of your comfort zone? Absolutely
What colour was the sky? The sky was the colour of change
What did you do that was creative? Sing a song? Draw? Knit? Dance? Crochet
What brought you joy or gratitude today? Family
Joy-Monger Adventure Time
Touch
“Touch has a memory.”
― John Keats
One of my most precious memories is sitting in church next to my gramma. My gramma always held my hand in church - for the whole service. She would sing hymns and rub the back of my hand with her thumb. My gramma was not a cuddly woman. She was a young gramma, she worked hard, she had health issues. She didn't give long hugs, you never sat on her knee, but in church she sat and held my hand and I cherish the memory my hand in hers.
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"At the touch of love
everyone becomes a poet.”
― plato
Visit Jessica Lin's site to dig deeper into the power of joy.
I would love to hear about your joy and your journaling. If you would like to share your journey I would love to hear it.
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