There was a time not too long ago when I was iTech-ed to the eyeballs, my “whole world” accessed through that tiny smart screen. My diary. My journal. My lists and reminders. My social connections.
But then I woke up one day and realised that the phone that was supposedly making my life easier was actually stressing me out and driving me nuts. I was always looking ahead to what comes next, always reacting to a reminder or message or beep or whatever. Being fully in the here and now, eyes averted from my screen, made me itch.
So social apps were deleted, joint google calendars with hubby discarded in favour of an old fashioned diary, and I began the slow but steady journey of rediscovering what it means to be fully present, and slowing down. Hand written lists have since become regular features of my every day again (yay!), and I’m working on printing some of the gazillion photos that sit unseen on our mac. I still use my phone, but I’m no longer a slave to it, which in hindsight, sadly, I absolutely was.
Now I find myself head over heels into my bullet journal. I’m probably uber late to the #bujo table, but two months in I’m totally sold and here to stay. There’s something so satisfying about literally hand crafting a daily, weekly and monthly space to map out all the bits that jigsaw together to create my right now. And something equally liberating about being ok with the imperfection I find myself creating – tipexed, messy, experimental spaces that would have made me cringe pre babies, when everything had to be perfectly planned and presented. Doodler meets planner. Left brain meets right brain in a gloriously fun, handwritten middle ground.
This afternoon my eldest sat on my lap playing merrily with washi tape while the unashamed geek in me scribbled out a new bulletjournalmonthly spread that fits my now. (Turns out everyone else’s ideas didn’t quite work for me. And that’s ok). Absolutely one of my favourite moments of the day. I need to sit and scribble alongside my girls more often, even if it is just in my homemade diary. It’s good for the heart. Happyfriday everyone.