I used to save my nice notebooks—the beautiful ones with thick paper, soft leather covers, or embossed designs. I told myself I’d use them when I had something important to say, when my words felt worthy of the page. Until then, they sat on my shelf, waiting.

The page is like a map for my day, the X that marks the spot where I am. Here I am, right now, looking out the window and noticing the little things. This quiet time helps me tune into how I feel, what’s pressing on my mind, and what I want for the day. It’s a starting point, every morning, over and over again; a way of continuing to be myself.

I keep a list of what nourishes me through the winter season for days when I might forget. 

Using a simple Italian paper calendar has become a grounding ritual in my mornings. Each day, as I tear off yesterday’s page to reveal today, I’m reminded to stay present, to savor the moment, and to embrace the calm before the day unfolds. This small, mindful practice helps me slow down and focus on one day at a time

Having a journaling practice is essential to my well-being. When I am feeling out of balance sitting down with pen and paper to sift through thoughts and feelings always restores me.