I love this wooden sculpture, Gestation III, by Balle Oakes located at Palisades Park in Santa Monica. On days that depression is trying to take me down, I slip away to the beach and against all odds, mellow out. Along with my notebook and pen, I write all my feelings out. Sometimes it takes hours, but by the time I am finished, unbeknownst to me, some solutions have appeared on the page. It is such a relief to purge all those thoughts that have been having a committee meeting in my head, without asking my permission. Even when I am all alone, I feel outnumbered!
Journaling is a great way to release and let go. Ever since I can remember, I have written down my feelings. From my Barbie diary to my illustrated journals, I have always felt a need to put my feeling to paper instead of letting them eat away at me. My mind can sometimes be my own worst enemy. The same thoughts go round and round in the same old ways and keep me stuck. This way I can see it from a different perspective - spit it out - and let it go. It works for me.
mm, this is why i journal and why i blog too...great post. and what a cool sculpture too! i wish i had a beach to escape to when feeling low. it's just far too cold.
Posted by: kat | October 26, 2006 at 01:23 PM