Last week, I set up Mondays for marketing and focusing on the business of the day. That went amazingly well, so I’m staying with that schedule, unless a better way shows itself. I believe in going with what works and re-examining it again in a couple of months, to make sure it’s still working.
But I also scheduled in time-outs or much needed breaks…to do what my heart calls me to do in that moment. Which means, I stop to drink a nice hot chocolate and savor its goodness. Or to just look up from my desk and laugh at the silly pictures on my bulletin board, to make me remember that laughter is important, too!
Today, during my scheduled break, I worked in my journal, because it was important for me to write and art about something that was bugging me. I don’t feel like sharing what it was, but I realized while writing and putting in images that captured my feelings, that this was therapeutic for me. To get it out and on paper.
I needed a place to dump the emotional gunk, that I was storing up from a conversation, that I really wasn’t consciously aware that I was holding on to; but my day was fumbling. So when my break came, I went to my art journal. My art journal is my place for letting that kind of stuff roam and find solace.
Please, don’t get me wrong, journaling does not and never will take the place of professional therapy and I’m a firm believer in the help professional therapy provides. But, today’s requirement, for me, was a heavy journal session.
Jounaling for me, is a good start to processing my feelings and it is a beautiful part of my support regime. It acts as a guide post for where I am emotionally and lets me know loud and clear, “get some professional support around this!” whatever “this” may be at the time.
So, my needs insisted upon a “visual therapy session” and you know what…my journal did me good, now…back to the business of today.
Where do you go to begin processing your emotions or do you process them? What works for you?