judging the journal

I tend to write in my journal as I want. Sometimes it’s a word spree. Things and thoughts and ideas come flowing. Everything ends up in one markdown file. Sometimes I write in another file. Some thing different. It the same.

What I’ve caught myself doing is looking at how much or little I write and making sometimes critical judgements. This does not help the whole “being honest” in the writing thing if I cast doubt on some thing like length. There is no right or wrong length of a journal entry or this blog. Each one comes about because I see a thing that needs saying. Good or bad they are just different reflections in different mirrors. The daily journal is a moment. An activity. A time. It’s not what I wrote a week ago or last year. It’s a practice if now. The blog is the same. I often don’t think,

Oh this would be better in the journal or in the blog.

So things just come along. Finding I would like at something judgementally makes me feel less free to just write the things. Instead I look at some meandering day in the journal aje question it. So instead of dealing with this I just routinely delete the old journals. I don’t need a record of then. What I want is now.

I came away from this seeing the need to just write. Whether you see it or not is secondary to the writing. It’s what the canvas captures and sometimes I’m the unwilling creator.

Like today thinking again for some reason on the just going. Away from current problems at home or with the home. I see this. This happens to be Taiwan. I don’t know why.

Tainan

It’s Tainan. Some scene taken when I visited a week there along the high speed rail route. One of my favorite cities. Historic and cultural and full of wonderful food and shopping alternatives. Here’s some more on the city for you.

Now why is this important? No idea. It’s just how things go these days. Find a thing. Want a thing. Do the thing. Most of them things is writing things.

So perish the judgement and let me just create. It feels good. To not let some remnant guilt judge me on the what and how.

Hope you find the same. Journaling is not about limits. Neither is how you find your things and see their flow.

Now back to my coffee.