Sunshine in the distant sky, but not quite warm enough to abandon your jacket. Longer days and shorter nights as the world keeps turning around — a glimpse towards the future. Another summer is about to begin, another summer full of dreams and inspirations. Another chance to explore the corner of the world we call our home.
Flowers begin to appear, leaves are now on every tree. The colours changing more quickly than I can believe. I’ve seen the earth’s cycle over twenty times now; but the time that winter leaves us, the time that spring brings summer to us, is one part of this world I can never stop appreciating.
Spring is the season of opportunity, of times anew. A chance to look forward and believe in what we can accomplish. Perhaps as this spring marks my final time as a student — my last spring full of deadlines and revision — that it permits me to look at the world anew. The next seasons won’t be restricted by the academic year and that’s something that vey much excites me.
There’s an aspect of life that we often find hard to explain. We may understand the expectations of life, yet we are often left searching for the meaning.
Before you assume this is a philosophical questioning of life, the world, and the universe. It isn’t. I’m talking on a slightly smaller scale. Instead I reach for literature, theatre, film or music as a manner of expression. They hold the form of storytelling at their core, a manner of expressing life as we know it, but managing to turn it upside down too. It gives us a comparison. A metaphor if you prefer, for the heart of life.
Literature allows us to escape to a new story, but one that holds enough similarities to make it appear real — elements that hold meaning and parallels to our own lives. It gives us a platform to feel, to love, and to learn. It turns the everyday into the adventure we crave. Literature places this all back into perspective, we view another life, a story, and compare it to our own. We give an interpretation on the story placed in front of us, an interpretation that we wish to mirror in our own lives; big or small. Afterwards we decide to follow our own dreams, and be above all, the very best versions of ourselves.
If literature can tell us all of that, and be a form of education, inspiration, and entertainment it’s something we maybe should hold in higher esteem.
As a new month begins, and the hopes of summer days continue across the UK. I thought I’d introduce a recent find; I’ve proven my love for literature and theatre, books and galleries but I also enjoy being a little creative and occasionally putting pen to paper.
Last month I began a new journal, I’ve started journals before but tend to have given up by day three – surprisingly I’ve stuck with this one a whole month. The bullet journal is much more flexible then previous organisers, journals and diaries, allowing you to do with it all you please. For me it’s a mixture of to-do lists, notes and ideas but also full of doodles, quotes and longer journal pieces where I let my thoughts run wild.
I can make notes on books, write out my blog posts, countdown to events or simply doodle through my day. It’s kept me organised while also being a bit of relaxation and creativity. If you ever need some inspiration, Instagram is full of beautifully illustrated future logs, habit trackers and daily’s to name just a few.
It’s simple, effective and fun; I’m not even halfway through my current notebook, yet I’ve already purchased my next one. Have you started any journals recently?