JOURNALING

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    LGBT Senior’s Weekly Journaling Prompt: A Room with a View

    A Room That Stays With You

    Close your eyes for a few moments and let your memory wander back through the places you’ve lived, visited, or passed through. Somewhere in that wandering, a room will surface — not necessarily the most important room among the many of your life, but one that stays. Maybe it’s a childhood bedroom, a grandparent’s kitchen, a first apartment, a hospital waiting room, or somewhere you were briefly but intensely alive.

    Let yourself stand in that room again. What does it smell like? What’s the light doing? What sounds belong to it? Who is there? What are the feelings you associate with it?

    Now write about it. Describe the room as you remember it. Not as it necessarily was, but as it lives in your memory. Then ask yourself: what was happening in my life when this room mattered? What did I feel safe enough to do there, or what did I wish I could escape? If that room could speak, what would it say about who you were then, and what does returning to it now tell you about who you’ve become?

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    New Feature at LGBT Senior: A Weekly Journaling Prompt – Making Up Our Minds

    I’ve been conducting thematic journaling workshops for two years now. I always start them with a short writing prompt everyone can do in ten minutes or less. I’ll be putting these on LGBTSr now as well.  Ready, set, write! – Mark

    This week’s writing prompt

    March can’t make up its mind. One day it’s a winter coat, the next day it’s a windbreaker. Two days ago it was 82 degrees, now it’s freezing.

    But March isn’t the only one hedging. Many of us have something in our lives right now that can’t quite decide what it wants to be — a relationship in a holding pattern, a project that keeps almost getting started, a metamorphosis that has us half-caterpillar, half-butterfly.

    Write about your own “coat or no coat” moment. What in your life is stuck between two things right now — between starting and stopping, staying and leaving, hoping and letting go? What would it feel like to finally just decide?