I struggle to journal
or so I said,
but I have my journals
where I have chronicled
what I am grateful for,
what inspires me,
what I intend to manifest,
and what brings me joy.
It never ceases to amaze me
the memories and
the lessons
which come back to me
when I go back and read them.
I see patterns,
understandings,
beliefs,
attitudes,
and actions,
when I look back
and see things I
could not see in the moment.
I see growth,
I see emotion,
I see healing,
I see transformation.
I laugh,
cry,
and sit in the moments
my entries bring back
and then I give thanks
get inspired
and remember
what I wanted to manifest
and what I need to do
to bring more joy into my life