Journaling is sacred to me. I find that writing both liberates me and holds me firmly accountable to myself. Much like when I teach or practice yoga, I am wholly present as I essentially empty my brain onto paper. I enter into a flow state with no real destination in mind.

When I am done, the words on the page carry truths that I simply cannot avoid. Sometimes I find myself forced to sit with the discomfort of my thoughts. Other times, I revel in all that I have been able to create in my life, offering thanks for the beauty of it all.

Whatever comes up, what I most appreciate and revere about journaling is its capacity to help me witness myself in each stage of life. Whether I am journaling every day or once a week—I do it only when called to—I am constantly evolving. And my writing captures my growth.