New Journal System
I will, in the future, create a trench out of journal-keeping, particularly on its upsides, appetizing for all age brackets.
Away from the get-go, I’ve had an intense love-and-hate relationship with journal-keeping; wrapping it up in a tiny cabbage leaf, hoping it’s triumphant enough into tricking me that it is exemplary healthy for my well-being. And as I exclusively think otherwise, it exceeded my whining about it and convinced me to repatch my severed relationship with it, which I’ll be expounding on for the next Concord episode.
Attached with the start-up of my relationship is a new system I engineered so painstakingly much that if I ever did find a little flaw in the future, it’s a nonexistent self-forgiveness that will follow.
Given the ugly flavors of my former journal system, I had to come up with a new sexy design that would serve as both style and function. When the light gets in, it’s a complete theatre with all of my actors and actresses dolled up to perfection.
So, my bold understanding of a journal’s mission statement lists the following: a/ neat personal purpose, b/ ability to stretch self-discipline, and c/ ability to appositely raise both the intellectual and emotional quotient. I’ve thoroughly built the new design around these three factors, then.
Here are the sweet changes:
1/ Switching to a smaller journal notebook
The fear of a blank page can be comfortably terminated through switching to a smaller notebook. The psychological games we get to play with every time we write an entry with a clean standard-sized journal notebook can be a massive blow to the head if we focus on the many pages to come, which, with crazy percentages, results in abandonment of the hobby all together.
Readily approach a cup of caffeinated beverage (if you practice, hopefully moderately) as you swallow the lump in your throat and aim to fill up a smaller sized journal instead. The idea of combing your way through the notebook is a psychological win irreversible compared to constraining for lengthier entries. As ridiculous as that sounds, a filled-up journal is an aesthete snack anyone unconsciously desires to take a gobble at.
Incidentally, it’s another clever ruse to reconstructing it to travel-size. And being able to throw it in your backpack, purse or pocket unlatches its capability to do more.
2/ Intentionalism with journal entries
This is where it can start to pitchfork you, too, as it did to me. And it begins with one bottomless motive that you want to assimilate better. Mine is honesty. There will be a chain of ever-growing mind activity if you dare get a look in at the top of your head but that’s only a bad thing if you’re treating your journal as a diary. I certainly hope not.
Journal-keeping is evidently an all-around classroom for self-discovery and any excellent attribute of your choice. You can magnify which aspect of your life you think deserves to be in the spotlight. And you can control your focus through this straightforward pursuit.
Now, minimalism with journal-keeping, that’s something else and a million times fitter.
3/ The smaller the entry, the more purposeful it transforms
Smaller entries require more thinking. Condensing a long-winded statement overwrites the thought-process, requiring a compound mechanism like writing a new and better software program so our brains can function stellarly.
This also means a lengthier time frame to generate an effective point. Down the drain goes the five sentences you used to explain how to chew a gum. A straight-forward approach to an almost mundane task like journaling transforms it into something exceedingly more than just record-keeping.
4/ Implementing a loose journal schedule
There are decent drawbacks to restricting yourself to an unrealistic and ridiculously unnatural schedule, especially with activities that require huge brainpower investment. If you scroll back to points 2 and 3, you have already begun to treat journal-keeping as a pedagogically charming way to document your life.
The seasons have coursed and it’s demanding obedience. You have to master the procedural way of welcoming the better system into your life so you won’t need a schedule to give you a reason to do it.
5/ Keeping it accessible
The last tread is to keep your journal accessible.
The perversely Forbidden-Fruit Complex idea of keeping a journal has turned outsiders into nosy neighbors who have dedicated their time into getting a look at what you have done to your garden. The sex-appeal points have gone up the charts that it’s impossible to not want to read someone else’s journal.
This only drove me to lock mine at the furthest part of whatever furniture that could act like a vault and keep my journal as far away from predators as possible. Among all worries placed on the table, this one was the toughest rival.
I understand how leaving the key in public for anyone to have access to your private thoughts is a smack of conviction in the head: a dreaded masterpiece on how to execute a salute-deserving suicide. However, journals shouldn’t be a place of discomfort. It’s all the more site for spiritual, emotional and mental openness. Sort of combats that whole point, doesn’t it?
Outside of your control is others’ lust for obscured data points. It becomes a less blissful indulgence the more you become reactive to things you can’t swerve on your own.
I want to end this with a prompt that the new system is only a template. It is malleable and pleads to be bent accordingly to fit someone’s demands. This would mean that the five points I’ve made above are the changes I’ve largely incorporated to fit my needs. Take it with a grain of salt but I highly encourage you to take a stab and enjoy the train ride.