My journaling has evolved profoundly since I first began in 2021. Time has ushered in a quiet maturity, and I can feel it in the way my words have changed. In the beginning, my journal was a vessel for venting—a place where I could scream and cry in ink. I poured out my frustrations with myself and others, too afraid to speak those truths aloud in the real world. I cast myself as the victim in every entry, using the page to release the negativity I worked so hard to hide from others. In many ways, I was misusing my journals.
But not anymore.
Now, when I revisit those pages, I see a shift. My entries have become more peaceful—not because my life is without chaos, but because my relationship with the page has transformed. I write now to reflect, to meditate, to create, to pray, to affirm. My journal has become a sacred space for honoring my growth and connecting with my higher self. There’s more light in my words, more gratitude, more grace.
And the more I write, the more that light expands.
Bear witness.
Aśe, I pray.
I give gratitude. I give praise. Thank you, my ancestors. God. All that is One. One that is All. I thank you for giving me all of the strength, wisdom, lessons, and guidance that I needed to get me to where I am today. I'm learning. I'm growing. I'm blossoming. I am glowing, So again, I give my highest gratitude.
I am beautiful.
I am graceful.
I am me.
I am JB.
I am Jaboris.
I am blessed.
I am protected.
I am divine.
I pray for continued guidance and discernment, as I embark and embrace this new chapter that awaits me. I will continue to trust in myself. I will continue to follow what is deep inside my heart. I will continue to listen to my soul as you speak within me. I pray for strength, discernment, wisdom, discipline, and clarity. I shall move with grace. I shall move with faith. Have patience, Jaboris. Your destiny is at stake.
I pray. Aśe.
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