Restoring a missed routine

My Daily thought

I sit here this morning, celebrating a few things.  Coming out of my post-cancer healing journey, I am excited for new things I had to put on pause last year and finding my way back to comforting old rhythms.

I have my first in-person event since my cancer pause all set up and ready to advertise.  For the first time, I am ready to roll with loads of time to promote and tweak my content to make it a more fabulous user experience.  HAPPY HAPPY DANCE!!

This is the first time I am collaborating with someone and the joy that Nia at Good Vibrations Rock Shop has, fills my heart.

Yesterday, I looked at my writing desk – a special spot I created devoted to early morning journaling and learning.  It had become a catch all and I was sad I had not spent a happy amount of time there since  going into chemo last year. 

I cleared off all the books I had accumulated in this season (many unread), moved and shelved the accumulated stationary and put it back to bare basics.  Sigh!  That felt sooo much better. 

I then looked at my journal and pondered why I resisted spending time writing in it, I missed it but struggled to invest the time and energy again.  I still loved the paper and special pen I used. 

I then saw that I had flagged a lot of pages with sticky notes so I could go back when I needed encouragement.  However, they were folded and creased and overall made the journal feel very messy and cluttered, therefore unpeaceful and uninviting.

I looked at each of the pages I had tagged and removed the sticky notes.  It actually was not mentally easy.  I had a lot of inner dialogue that was telling me I would forget it was there if I took that marker away.  I pondered this and spoke truthfully with myself, I really did not refer back to them, most times I would just randomly open my journal and find a happy surprise in past writings and that brought me joy.  It really was ok to remove the tags.  I also decided I could spend some time creating an index of key topics at the back of the journal if I wanted to create a reference.  I had options, the information was not lost.

Wow, when all the tags were removed, I felt such a calm.  I made a coffee, filled my fountain pen with my favourite blue ink and wrote 3 pages.  The most I have written in a single sitting in years.   It was worth tackling the problem, recognizing the clutter, my truths and having a successful outcome.