Hi Reader,

I few years ago, I bought a little notebook and started bringing it EVERYWHERE I went.

I didn’t have a plan. I was just sick of being in my head. Thoughts swirling around, over and over and over. It was exhausting.

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At the beginning I wrote a lot about my heartache, anger, and grief. I did write some positive things as well.

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When I put the pen to paper, something shifted. I wrote down my thoughts, and they got out of my head. And that brought a sense of peace.​
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It didn’t matter if I was angry, sad, or thankful — I could express it all on paper. That gave me a real sense of freedom.

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And after a while, I noticed something:

If I wrote something positive, like a little affirmation or something I was grateful for…

I actually felt better.

There was this forward momentum — even if it was small.

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Sometimes I’d just draw.

Sometimes I’d write to my kids — the ones I was separated from.

Love notes. Apologies. Forgiveness. Tears hit those pages.

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It gave me something to do with all the pain.

Something to focus on instead of just bathing in it every day.

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Writing helped me process, not suppress.

It helped me recognize patterns — stuff I’d been looping on for years.

It pulled emotional baggage out of the shadows and gave it a place to be seen.

That’s real. That’s healing.

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It also brought me into the NOW.

No spiraling about the past. No dreading the future. Just now.

One breath. One page.

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And over time, I started choosing to write things that lifted me up.

Not fake stuff. Not forced positivity.

But little seeds of the life I wanted to grow.

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❤️ “It’s going to be ok.”

❤️ “I know I can handle this.”

❤️ “Look at this beautiful glass of water. This moment.”

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I started writing goals. Plans.

Flooding my journal with love, accomplishment, gratitude.

Noticing the good — even the smallest things.

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I started to find hope. I started to change how I saw myself and my world.

It changed how I walked through the day.

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If your mind ever feels like a warzone — I get it.

But you don’t have to stay there.

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Grab a notebook.

Let the pen move.

Let something out.

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You might be surprised what’s waiting for you on the other side of the page.

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With love,

– Casey

Conscious Casey

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👉 Watch the full video here​

(Journaling. Healing. And how this practice helped me find peace again.)

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