Journal Journeys

Journal Journey posts come from real life experiences and actual journal entries. My passion for journaling verges on the obsessive. If I have a very thin filter online, imagine what I write when no one looking. In Journal Journeys, I will share my #nofilter perspective through real journal entries. From seeing the streets of Buenos Aires through my eyes to an insider’s perspective on depression, each entry will put you in the writer's head for a first person play by play. Journey Journals content may be taken from any time or place in my life.

How Journaling Has Helped Me Heal

August 27, 2017

My loyal companion, my journal, has traveled as far and wide as I have. I have been unable to stop writing since the age of nine when I first started keeping a diary inspired by Harriet the Spy. Following Harriet’s lead, I would write down observations and curate mysteries out of ordinary incidents, “Penny doesn’t like

Journal Journey: Social Anxiety and Racing Thoughts

December 28, 2016

Monday, Summer, Age – Late 20s Social Anxiety and Racing Thoughts… I’m at the park again. I sit, hunched over my coverless journal. I ripped the front and back off in a drunken fit of rage and panic. The parrots, or maybe they’re parakeets, are squawking in their communal homes, high in the trees. Today

Journal Journey: Anxiety

May 19, 2016

Thursday, Summertime, Age – 26 Anxiety… I have the kind of fatigue normally attributed to all night study sessions or marathon training. Not the way you’re supposed to feel mere hours after waking up. I can’t get myself to do the things that I know I need to do and the things that I want

Journal Journey: Depression Part 3

May 18, 2016

Wednesday, Autumn 2006, Age – 20 Depressed in college… Woke up today and depression weaseled its way in. Ever lurking in the shadows. I don’t even know how it got here. I’m still feeling it. It’s a pulsating lackluster orb that stretches to fill in the spaces in me. Usually it hangs around the pit

Journal Journey: Depression Part 2

May 17, 2016

Wednesday, Undisclosed Date, Age – Late 28 Depression… Window’s open. I can’t bring myself to pull the blind up all the way. It bangs loudly against the metal frame with every burst of air. I feel a strange up and down in my emotions. One moment I feel excited and ready to try something new,

Journal Journey: Depression Part 1

May 16, 2016

Monday, Undisclosed Date, Age: late 20s I am depressed… How do you avoid losing everything? Don’t let yourself have anything to begin with. Sometimes I get these ideas of grandiose plans. Nothing big, but just like a surprise or a last minute spur of the moment thing to do. For someone else that idea is

Exploring Colonia, Uruguay

November 30, 2015

Colonia del Sacramento in Uruguay is one of my favorite places. It moves at a pace more familiar to me than the rushed anxiety of Buenos Aires. For a country girl like myself, it’s a much needed sanctuary from the never ending commotion of the city.

Buenos Aires: City Without a Filter

October 16, 2015

I look to my left, down the tracks. The television hanging from the ceiling blares the latest news in Spanish. I can’t make out the words, all I hear is the train hurdling towards the platform.

Argentina Road Tripping Part II: Tilcara, Humahuaca, and Dreadlocks

March 11, 2014

March 2014 Buenos Aires to Tilcara This is Part II of my experience on an epic Argentine Road Trip. To read Part I click here. The journey lasted hours on end. Night fell and I dozed in and out of a fitful sleep. Potholes, honking horns, and sudden high speeds would jolt me awake. Cold

Argentine Road Tripping to the Andean Northwest

March 5, 2014

This past week I was gone in the Andean Northwest in Argentina. Along with my boyfriend and two of our amigos, I experienced an intense Carnaval under Tilcara’s bright sun, saw Incan ruins, ate llama, camped in the cold Andes, and viewed the Hill of Seven Colors. There is much to tell, to start off

Traveling in Time: Jacuzzis Make Good Time Machines

February 21, 2014

Dear Uncle Andy, Do you remember the time machine? I wish I knew how to work it. I’d go get you if I did, but you were the captain and I never learned the controls. I painted a picture of you. Actually, I painted three. One for my mom and one for your mom. I

3 Moments In Ireland I Never Wanted To Forget

October 1, 2013

August 2006, Ireland, Age 19 We all have those moments when you are walking along and notice something relatively insignificant, like a blossoming lily, and wonder if later we will be able to remember the way the brilliant hues bounced off the petals. Do you ever squeeze your eyes shut and try to capture a

Snow Spotted Mountains and Himalayan Goodbyes

August 19, 2013

Summer 2007, Himalayas, India The last day’s class had nothing to do with lessons. It was my turn to learn from them. They were fluent in unconditional love. Not wanting me to see her cry, Sonum Dolma smiled up at me and pushed her face into the crux of my arm. With so many women

Driving Cross Country From a Twelve-Year-Old’s Perspective

August 9, 2013

Driving Cross Country From a Twelve-Year-Old’s Perspective Thought I’d throw it way back for a travel blog this Thursday, so I pulled out my journal from the summer of 1999 when my family moved from Oregon to Vermont. We drove across the country in our Jeep Cherokee in five days. One of my favorite things

Himalayan Memories: Trying To Capture Every Moment

July 22, 2013

Summer 2007, Himalayas, India “Sometimes you will never know the value of a  moment until it becomes a memory.” [Dr. Seuss] I am passionate about traveling and I could not imagine my life without it. It is my passion in life, to explore the world. It is not always easy though. Today I’m posting a

Photography & Memory: Flashback To Living at a Tibetan Nunnery in the Himalayas of India

July 12, 2013

Flashback to Living at a Tibetan Nunnery in the Himalayas Summer 2007, Himalayas, India Spiti Valley in Himachal Pradesh, India is a place few people ever see.  It’s part of the least populated district in India.  Situated at over twelve thousand feet above sea level, the valley is only accessible a few months out of