kept a journal by my bed, and when I’d get home late at night, nine
times out of ten I would find myself making the excuse that I was too
tired to write in it. My journals stayed mostly blank. Even though I
already had many mostly blank journals
sitting on my bookshelf,
every so often I would buy myself a brand new journal—a more
expensive one—convincing myself that if I spent a lot of money on it,
I would surely write in it. Seems like a decent theory, right?
Unfortunately, my little strategy never worked, and for years I just
accumulated more and
more increasingly expensive, yet equally
empty journals.
That was before
The Miracle Morning. From day one,
The
Miracle Morning gave me the time and structure to write in my
journal
every day, and it quickly became one of my favorite habits. I
can tell you now that journaling has become one of the most
gratifying and fulfilling practices of my life. Not only do I derive the
daily benefits of consciously directing my thoughts and putting them
in writing, but even more powerful are those I have gained from
reviewing my journals, from cover to cover, afterwards—especially,
at the end of the year. It is hard to put into words how
overwhelmingly constructive the experience
of going back and
reviewing your journals can be, but I’ll do my best.
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