I was up before the sun this morning, full of enthusiasm for journaling for the first time in a long time. My newly-completed Full Tilt Boogie journal was waiting patiently for me in my crazy messy studio.
I've spent a lot of time in recent weeks, trying to discern where to go next with my journaling practice. This new journal feels comfortable and flexible enough to contain all my interests. That's what I was looking for: the right container for all the bits and bobs floating around in my head and heart. I needed a playground that was safe and yet challenging. I think maybe, just maybe, I'm home.