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Again, I fell in love with the journaling process. I drew political cartoons and sketches of ideas. I made webs and concept maps. Often, I wrote lines of poetry or stream-of-conscious opinion pieces that I later revised for student newspaper editorials. My journal felt deeply personal and creative. It was a space where I found my voice. I remember Ms. Waller would leave all of her comments on sticky notes as if to say, “this is still your space. Thank you for letting me add my thoughts in a temporary way.” This was my world spilled out in ink.
That year changed my world forever. I have spent most of my life keeping a journal. It is a critical part of the creative process — whether it involves writing a story or helping build a technology platform or sketching out ideas for research. It’s also where I reflect on how things are going and remind myself of what matters. It is a non-stop dance between curiosity and creativity.
