I found myself one morning, getting up from my journaling session to go pick up my phone to come back and take a picture of said journaling session. (face palm anybody??)
And as I sat there at 5 o’clock in the morning posting to my Instagram account about this journaling session, this tidal wave of clarity just hit me like a tsunami.
Why am I doing what I do? The journaling, the exercising, the eating well, the intentional living practices, the healing, the therapy, the Spartan races, and on and on.
Am I doing it for the picture? So that I’d have proof positive of what an