Why I Write

Dear Digital Journal,

I often think about how fortunate I am to have a creative outlet where I get to connect with people who are deeply resonating with my mind and heart— holy sh*t. When I bump into old friends or acquaintances they tell me how much they enjoy this blog and how I’m a great writer… a great writer… what? I internally reject this every time it’s said because I don’t believe it. I double majored in finance and real estate… where did this even come from?

Quite honestly, I still don’t think I’m a good writer. Part of me doesn’t want to accept this because I don’t want to get too comfortable. The other part of me is too comfortable and I don’t want to put pressure on myself… a great writer? What does that even mean? Do I now have to take courses and attend workshops? Maybe at some point but I’m enjoying playing at this for now.

When I began journaling/writing, the goal was never to become a better writer, or even a writer… my goal was to become a better thinker… a clearer thinker and communicator. Each time I wrote or typed, something happened… I was processing my feelings, thoughts and experiences while my mind was expanding with new perspectives. Writing slows down time. You become SO present, connected and receptive. Honestly, it’s really fcking powerful.

Writing/journaling has had a profound impact on my life and I’m just feelin’ really grateful about that lately and wanted to share it on here.

Ok, das it.

Love you,
Stephanie