Keep on Writing for Yourself – Give it a Brain Dump

Recently I have been writing a lot, which does not really show on this blog because none of it was published! Part of it was to re-find my joy in writing and the other was simply a brain dump.

I have been writing in my journal, just jotting down what my thoughts are and the activities that have kept my time. It´s a useful, simple way of clearing your head. When there is so much going on in your mind and you can not just stop and concentrate, write it all down instead. Every little thought, whether it seems good or bad, project it out. Write it on a piece of paper or in your notes on your phone.

Taking what you´re thinking about, seeing what you do throughout the day and putting that on paper, virtual or otherwise, helps to organise priorities. It helps you see where you really want  to focus, to better see where the ideas that have been occupying your mind are. Maybe they are not so large as you originally thought.

It´s called brain dumping.

Brain dumping is all about dumping everything elsewhere instead of keeping it bottled up inside. You do not have to share it anywhere or with anyone, unless you want to, but knowing no-one else will see it can be easier to remove your normal filter.

Filtering what you say everyday to people is fine, you don´t tell everyone absolutely everything you´re thinking at all times. It´s overwhelming to begin with but also not every thought had, is a thought that reflects who you are on a whole. But those tiny insignificant non-defining thoughts can sometimes stick in our heads. These want out, so give it an outlet.

So the next time you find yourself in a little bit of stress, a time of uncertainty, a world of confusion, try a little brain dumping. Take the filter off, remove the social mask and let it all out.

You can re-read, reflect or simply get rid of it straight after. Usually all three in that in order is useful. Please be careful not to over analyse though, you´ll have to brain dump all over again.

It is About You

Just some thoughts I was thinking whilst on the plane.

Feel free to leave your thoughts and interpretations in the comments!

You need to go find yourself. 
 You need your journeys alone. 
 To explore. 
 To spend time with yourself.



 But you need a base. 
 You need to settle yourself, ground yourself.
 You need to have something you know you can rely on. 
 Something that won't run away when you are at your lowest.
 You need a passion. Not an obsession. That's something different.
 Something you know you can always do.
 
Some find it in family.
 But even family is not always permanent. 
 You need something intrinsic.
 What is this thing?
 It's a knowing.
 It's an activity.
 A ritual.
Not so tangible.
 It's a mantra.
 Find it for you. 
 Only you.

 Everyone is different, so it's different for everyone.
 But when you find your thing.
 When you discover what you need.
 When you realise your own truth.
 It won't matter where you are.
 It won't matter how you are.
 It won't matter what you've done.
 How high up, or how low down.
 You have that thing to always return to.

 It's you.
 The true you.

 Everything that you know is within you.
 Every good trait you once had.
 Every positive action you took.
 Every happy showing you gave.
 Every exceptional display of greatness; No matter for how long.
 It's all that's good about you.

 That is you. 

 The negatives are just moments of weakness. 
 The negatives need not be the finale.
 The negatives go down. They disappear. 
They don't add to your life.

 You do bad, you do good.
 But you are not bad. 
 You are good.

 Know it. 
 Rely on it
 Believe it.
 Do more of it. 

Heading into the Big Badalona Woods

The other day, I headed straight to Sants Estacio to make my way to Badalona. It’s a municipality just North-East of Barcelona, check out the map below for the exact location.

Once I had arrived, my initial intention was to just walk straight up north into the large green area. I was going to take the path northwest to Montcada I Reixac and take the train back.

Oh, but things never go as planned. This I learnt all too well, that one fine day. The journey that was going to be about two hours became more like nine. Worth it though!

Parc de Montigalà

When you come out of the station at Badalona, there’s a suggestion of a hike that you can take. The hike leads you to through the city and then to the  mountain range. So I took this route and found my first stop in Parc de Montigalà.

Walking through the park was like most parks really, quiet, full of nature and just rather peaceful.

When I had walked through to the other side, I found myself in a mix of a retail park and a industrialised looking area. I headed into the shopping centre and had a bite to eat, read by book, and carried on my merry way.

Attempting to follow my original route proved a little challenging. Roads weren´t where they should be, others turned out to be uncross-able motorways. However with a little determination, to at least find the entrance, I altered my course. Finally I walked through some residential area and at the other end… voilà!

Parc de la Serralada de Marina

This area of land contains vasts spans of views, various ruins and buildings and numerous other sights.  My first port of call was Creu de Montigalà which is a cross at the top of a hill. From this point you can start to plan where you might want to walk to next.

 

Ca L´Alemany is the direction I headed. It´s an old farmhouse located in the valley of Bethlehem and St. Jerome. This is a great spot to just sit and take a rest, have a read and also to take some self-portraits.

When I had sufficiently taken in the ruins, I headed up towards the Monastery known as  Sant Jeroni de la Murtra to see what all the fuss was about.

As I made my way in that direction, I had not seen one person, just heard the tweeting of birds and the rustle of leaves in the wind.

I steadily got closer and closer until I heard the rather melodic tune of the tower bells playing. There was also a group of children seemingly on a school trip, people going on their midday run and cyclists starting their route through the mountains. I had suddenly found civilisation.

 

After this point, I had a decision to make:

  • Carry on along the path in front, explore some more and see what I can find
  • Try and find another route back to the station
  • Turn around and walk back on the same route I came

I chose the first. And I saw so much.