Journal Entry 12.31.23

And thus ends my randomly assigned grief project. I have written for over 122 days trying to find a place of release in myself. Relief from grief, from longing, from habits, from fears, from depression, from past encumbrances that have help me back and kept me numb from the beauty and connection within me and the people around me. I have been changed, not fixed or healed, but changed, moved. It has taught me yet again the importance of process, of action, and making. It has taught me that I can change my heart but that it is not simple or perfect. It has taught me I have work ahead of me.

My project changes now. I shift to the stitching, repairing part of this work. I am stopping my Journaling in order to stitch this journal into a series of prayer flags. Prayer flags designed to take my grief and suffering away, worn down by the wind, and prayer flags designed to aspire to take my hopes aloft on the wind. Repair and release.