My Dear Friend,
I shared the way I begin my journaling sessions the other day. Beginning can be hard. Tapping into the weird vortex of our mind is intimidating, but the closing sentences in our journaling practice are where, I believe, the magic happens.
The way we leave our pages, dictates the magic we take from the pages through to our actual lives. But I speak to too many people, who journal, pour the pain and crap out into the pages, and then leave the pages feeling pained and crap. We have to make sure that the pages have space for the whole spectrum of emotions, but journaling isn’t a practice to seek us deep into rumination. It is a practice that can let us free and change our lives. I do this, by making sure that the last paragraph is HOLY. No matter what happens on the page, I make sure I finish my journaling by affirming myself, encouraging myself, speaking beauty into my life.
I’m so honoured to share some last lines from 2019 and 2021.
26th September 2019:
You’re a magnet for magic. It’s all on it’s way. We just need to be patient and trust.
27th September 2019:
We will sort this out. You will always make magic with your presence. Surrender. Surrender. Surrender.
2nd October 2019:
I just love beauty.
7th October 2019:
I trust and let go. I trust and let go. I trust and let go.
21st October 2019:
I allow myself to feel emotions. I surrender to it and let all emotions come through me, surrender, daydream, comfort yourself. You don’t know it, but you’re moving mountains.
24th October 2019:
I’m just so proud of you. and I want you to just rejoice and relax in this world you are making for yourself, you have come so fucking far.
25h October 2019:
I want what I want and I don’t have to justify it.
29th October 2019:
It’s a battle bitch. I seek miracles today. *small picture of a star*
14th October 2021:
I am so grateful and I am so proud of myself stay the course, relish everything.
15th October 2021:
I need slack today. and I allow it. I sink into my sensuality and sexuality, it is calling me today.
20th October:
Deep breaths, slow chewing, breaks, peppermint tea, hot water bottle, you’re going to be more than okay, you are going to thrive.
21st October:
It is sunny and warm when it promised rain and that’s the best kind of weather. I don’t feel like I have much more to say. I watch for god in all my breaths and moments, I am held, the universe has my back, the gods want me to thrive.
Let the last words of your practice be an anointing. Your final words are a spell. Wield them wisely.
I love you,
Amie.
I agree!! I tend to end my journaling entries with my "marching orders" for the day, which are usually along the lines of remembering I'm loved and I love, or about kindness or attentivenes, or about going & kicking metaphorical ass.
Aw I love these! Mine are usually like ugh okay time to go back to work/life/get on with my day. I feel like I need to make far better use of this space! Thanks for the reminder 🥰