Every morning I start my day cozied up on my living room couch, with a hot cup of of coffee in my hand, and I write in my journal. In cursive. With the perfect pen and perfect heavy weigh paper. My journal is like a familiar and reliable friend. It's a sacred place that I get to visit every single morning. I use it to get all the tangled thoughts out of my head and to process my inner world. 

I spend a lot of time in my inner world. But there is a beautiful world outside of my head as well. A world that, I confess, I am not very good at being present in these days. Since my morning journal is dedicated to my inner world, this journal shall be dedicated to my outer world. It will be a sacred place where I can document, and better notice, my outer world. Afterall, there is an abundance of blessings that this life has to offer me. I must learn to open my eyes wider to see those blessings in the everyday life, and I must also build courage to create new ones that have yet to exist.