Let the journal hold it

So, I've been working in this journal for about six months. Maybe a little longer, but I think I started it in March of this year. This was one of my first spreads. There are a zillion layers here! I'm not usually someone who goes back and forth with pages and adds things over time. But I have been lately and I really love how this journal is coming together. There is journaling under the blue paint, and over the blue paint. The face here is not the original face. I remember liking that one better, but this one is not horrible!

The dress, that is from a Life Book lesson about letting go. Letting the journal wear things for you. Letting it hold onto things that are weighing on your mind. I do this often, but not often enough. I am usually on the verge of a major panic attack before I remember to start journaling. A lot of the time I write the same things over and over "I'm going to be OK" or "I am loved" or things like that. Affirmations to just help me keep breathing. But when I also pour out the heartbreak and the pain I'm feeling into my journals, it's not to heavy to hold anymore. I want to do this daily, but I don't. I'm going to work on that! I LOVED this lesson. The price of the year worth of classes was worth this single lesson.

And so, six months after starting it, this spread is finished and I love that I kept working it and made it into something that works really well for me. (Oh, and I carved the big letter stamps. I know, they're amazing!)