Inspired by Ross Gay’s The Book of Delights, I’ve kept a Daily Delights journal for the last two years. I wanted to do something different than being grateful at the end of the day. I wanted to note what made me smile or giggle, what lightened my heart, what delighted me. Each day gets one line. I write at least one delight, sometimes two or three. Some are obvious delights: owl on fence, walk in snow, massage. Others not so obvious: write (a struggle), started therapy, garden for hours. I keep the Daily Delights journal on my nightstand; it’s the first thing I do when I get in bed. When I travel, I write the delights on a notepad and tape the page into the journal afterwards. I’m delighted by my consistency in keeping this journal. There is room for another sixteen or so years in this leather-bound book.
As for my regular journal, which is a Word document on my computer, I write there irregularly and usually when life is hard, sad, depressing. So much so, I’ve added a note at the beginning.
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