
It’s what you find inside, and ascribe meaning to…
Day 12 of "Forty Days On Being A Seven", and we look at... starting anew.
Day 12 of "Forty Days On Being A Seven", and we look at... starting anew.
Amanda in wonderland? Kind of. This new world of mine seems both strange and fantastic, in both senses of the word.
If you're a "Doctor Who" fan too, hi. It's day... well this post took a few days to write, but it's Day 10 of an Enneagram-based journal.
Not sure if I'm journalling this thing right... I'm supposed to come to the conclusions I already am at... yeah?
Day 8 and it's about being present. I end up in a forest. ':)
Day 7 is learning conflict... but I don't remember much of my fights...
Day 6, and I also go on a detour. Is that... avoiding being with myself?
"Fleabag" happened, as well as Day 5's befriending anxiety exercise.
Day 3 took a while, writing late at night instead of sleeping. This is Day 4, during another sleepless night.
I started talking about love, and I ended up talking about identity. Perhaps they're the same thing.