I have been journaling for as long as I can remember. I always had a diary and still have them saved at my parents house from the time I was six. When I was twelve you could argue that the first social media experiment -even before Myspace- was LiveJournal.
I know. I know. I am dating myself horribly right now.
But I was on the LiveJournal bandwagon courtesy of my sister. In a world that was becoming more and more technological sound, it made sense to switch from paper to machine. And while there is nothing like grabbing a pen and jotting down thoughts (which I still do), it was cool to see a community of writers wannabe and published come together in a forum like that.
Of course social media has expanded quite a bit. I still have LiveJournal – though more for nostalgia’s sake I admit- since I haven’t posted in it, in over ten years. I can’t seem to delete it. I still wrote. Though I never really called any of them blogs until I moved to New York and created Small Town Asanas. I wrote on Blogspot, Tumblr, Myspace,Wordpress, Facebook. I had blogs for school, and private ones, which unless I get really drunk or Edward Snowden decides I am important, will never be made public.
Like with athletes, writers go through periods of growth. Our sentences get sharper and our words get smarter. Going through my twenty plus years of written work, from pen to a keyboard, obviously there will be growth.
The is the cool thing about writing. The subtly’s that change throughout the years. The growth that takes place as a person and as a writer. We are constantly changing, and so to how we write and what we write.
Going back will at times (okay a LOT of times) make me cringe. But it also reminds me of how far I have come on this incredible journey called life. And how inspiring that can be.
When you have a moment go through old writings. Take a trip down memory lane whether it be the paper form or Word. See how far you have come and be proud.