I recently re-read some old entries of my lilac coloured journal from 2020, and I reached an aha moment.
Enough time had passed for me to understand that the act of journaling isn’t only to document present time or what we want to manifest for the future, but that perhaps there is a purpose to once in a while go back to that tiny dot of our timeline, and see how life turned out after all.
Revisiting pages of dates long gone feel like reading blank chapters that eventually got filled out. Questions have been answered, certain pains still feel tender, and others have been healed.
Journals are a time travel machine made of paper, ink, curves and lines of alphabets that craft the contents of your heart.
A few lines of scribbled poetry, doodles of a crescent moon, a pressed flower, or a Polaroid appear as pages that haven’t been touched in years are slowly flipped in our hands.
“Oh yeah. I remember that”.
“Oh wow. I’ve grown from that”.
Sometimes a tear develops and drops quietly on that same page your eyes are flashbacking to.
You might have forgotten about that slow dance in the kitchen on a rainy evening in 2021, or how a friend’s supportive words lightened the heaviness in your mind.
You might have forgotten that a sunrise in 2022 made you cry, or that your Mom’s pasta felt like a soothing cradle during a stormy era of your life.
Specific details of our lives like these naturally fade away from our memory as we live our day-to-day, but once our eyes make contact with those descriptors, it feels like we’re right there again.
Transported back to Mom’s kitchen, the edge of a dock, or in the swaying arms of your love.
Reconnected with the people and moments that make your life feel like sunshine.
As fleeting as it was in that moment, you made it yours to revisit it again.
Four of my most pivotal years yet are captured in the shape of journals and photo books.
Delicately wrapped in velvet and silk ribbon, these treasured moments are stored away like prized gold. When needed, they can be unwrapped and held again, between hands and hearts alike.
May this entry inspire you to time travel to your own favourite moments.
xo 🤍
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