THE ART OF SELF JOURNAL

Why are we so afraid of truth... Because we don't think others will be able to handle our truth, yet the thing is we don't need to be responsible for how others react to our truth. We could also give them some credit and trust that they actually can handle it. We care too much about what others will think about our truth, how we are perceived in this world. Will it divide one from another, Will we be left alone before we feel ready to be alone, Will our truth isolate us fro

The truth can be challenging, frustrating, irritating to the point that you're unsure of what the next step looks like. Yet truth is what sets you free. Truth is what allows the lightness to sweep over you like a calm ocean wave. We all know our truth, When we allow ourselves to sit and listen to the little whispers, Feel the messages in which our body shares with us by the sound of a word, the sight of a person or the feeling in the room. Your heart knows your truth, even

Strip it all right back...right back to the bones of it all. Right back to the very beginning before anything got in your way, before anything interfered with your thoughts, your way of being, your way of acting. As we walk through this life of ours, the way we are is formed by our experiences, by those we have been influenced by, by our environment, so many things have been ingrained in us and we find ourselves living in a state of being that isn't always true to who we ar

Fruit trees don't produce fruit all year round... A few words a good friend said to me just the other day when I told him I hadn't been writing, nothing was coming to me. For the last couple of weeks I've felt shut down on my writing. Nothing was coming through me like it normally does. It happens once or twice a year. It's in these times I wonder if it will come back, but it always does...I start to feel it bubbling inside of me again. As a tree loses it's leaves to then p

This took some time for me to drop into trust around this, but over time as I let myself trust again, in the world, in life, in people I started to see it happen over and over again. The more space I created in my world, the more I let myself sit in the void, the space where it can feel empty at times, the space you so wish to fill, because sitting in the void can be so uncomfortable, lonely, like life can be passing you by in a way. Yet...I soon realised that when you creat

What's all that's going on in your mind? What's coming through for you? What are you aware of right now? You're aware of so much right now, if only you'd park yourself for a moment and be still. You don't even have to be completely still for long, just long enough to catch the truth for yourself. The fact that you're putting so much energy into the wrong things, the things that don't give back, the things you're trying to force to make right, to make it be how you'd wish it

No one else can tell you who you are, what you are or who you get to be, that's got to come from within you. Only you know what's truly for you and what's not. It's all just a choice, then it's a matter of showing up for yourself no matter what. You are responsible for this, for you, for the world you wish to live in, and the person you wish to be. Everyday (well almost every day) I journal and have been for years. It's my way of letting what's inside of me out, it allows me

Learn to hold space for yourself. It will be hard, you will be challenged, you will become impatient at times…but learning to hold space for yourself is where so much growth is found. Many times you must go through all the mess, the pain to be able to receive the beauty that life has to offer you. Transformation, doesn’t come from all the pleasantries in life, Transformation comes from the mess, the pain, the uncomfortableness of life, of self. You must learn to shift throu

For all the things that are right for you in life. Sometimes we can be travelling down a road thinking we're on the right track, thinking we're giving it our all, doing all the so called right things, seeing and feeling what we think there is to see and feel... Then suddenly out of no where (yet not really) you hit a pot hole...which throws you and suddenly you realise you've missed a few signs along the way, you didn't quite feel the bumps in the road and you're now on a on