Since 2014, New Year’s Day is when I print the digital journal entries for the previous twelve months and then set about binding them into a book. It is a labour of love and one I enjoy spending the day doing. It is as much a time to dip into the previous year’s entries and be reminded of the lessons learnt and the challenges overcome.
In my schooldays we kept diaries with all manner of peevish gripes about the nuns, boys and other girls and we all had diaries that locked. Each night we’d sit on our beds (I was at boarding school) and write the days events, turn the key on the day’s secret business and tuck the diaries away. And so it continued until someone broke the lock of my diary and read the contents. She was a determined little sh*t and my regret was that I hadn’t thought of it first!
The embarrassment was excruciating. Never again! Never. Ever. Again. But you know what they say about never and ever. The love affair with my journal started afresh when I decided to write my life history. Would I start at birth and keep going (how intimidating). Perhaps I could start ‘here’ and work back to ‘there’ – equally daunting. I shelved the idea until a spam email found its way to my inbox and had some interesting content.
Come join us for a month long digital journalling challenge. My interest was piqued and after a month of digitally recording each day I was hooked. Seven years later and I’m still going.
Any challenge has stretching times that are relieved by the slackening as we ease into a new way of experiencing something that has become a daily ritual.
Since those schooldays I have picked up and put down journal writing many times although we called it keeping a diary. While I like the tactility of a physical journal there is something reassuring about knowing the entries are always available and easily searchable. And then there is the ritual of printing and binding the entries into a book that I can dip into. I’m imagining these may prove an invaluable resource in my rocking chair days when memory dims or I’ve forgotten to stop at just one glass of wine.
As we move through these COVID-19 days I am reminded that we are living in a peculiar time in history; one few living souls have experienced before. Journalling, be it in a physical book, with your handwriting as a bonus, or digitally recording your reflections each day, we are making observations of ourselves and perhaps others during a time that will be a once-in-a-generation occurrence.
How about you, do you take time to reflect and record at intervals or maybe even daily?
- Technology that understands clouds on which to store stuff
- That we are safe and in lovely surroundings during this time
- For social media that keeps me connected to friends and family
2020 is the eleventh year in which thousands of bloggers participate in the A to Z Blog Challenge during April. I am combining this post as part of that challenge and a continuation of recording the 2nd Stage of our Oz Road Trip.