One of the biggest blessings in 2024 was to meet my friend Laila. We talked a lot about our creative journeys and at one point came up with the idea of being each other’s accountability partners. She already started a 90 day journey of writing and I quickly joined her.
I was not yet confident in blogging and writing in general and wanted to become more self-confident.
So I was curious: What would happen if I committed myself to writing 300 words daily and allow myself to express freely without attachment to style, quality & content?
Main intention is the joy of curious exploration & freedom of soul expression as well as creating momentum.
My rules in short
- For 100 days I will publish 300 words per day on my blog
- Quantity over quality: it is about creating momentum and showing up
How it went
Writing became quickly part of my daily routine even though often times I had to push myself when motivation was nowhere to be found. Excuses come quickly, but I was determined to make it through 100 days. Many days I spent 10 minutes before sleep to gather together some words. On average I dedicated 30 mins – 1 hour every day. And reflecting on it once a week with Laila definitely helped with continuing.
What I learned
Go with the flow of emotions
Some days, I felt more flowy and wrote raw poetry, random thoughts, fantasies, dreams, snippets from my everyday life. Other days, there was a specific theme that wants to be explored, I was more focused, dedicating time to editing and drafting my words with precision and intention.
The main topics I covered range from nature, self-love, dating, spirituality, creative processes to philosophical reflections about life.
My relationship to my work
To some older posts I don’t have any resonance at all anymore, as if it was a momentary snapshot captured, that vanished after a while. To some I can feel the words burning inside me, stirring up those very emotions again that made create the piece in the first place.
In general, I became less identified with my work.
Better done, than perfect
I was very hesitant in the beginning to explore and share less conventional topics & thoughts. The more I wrote, the less I cared and could let joy drive the flow. I’m creating as a channeller of energy, and the more I’m out of the way, the more it flows. And what remains is simple bliss.
Posting daily makes me less attached to perfectionism. I don’t feel ashamed anymore to have unfinished, raw, not perfect pieces public. They are part of the process as well and might invite another round of iteration some day.
Writing is intimate
I never imagined writing could feel this intimate. Through it, I’ve learned to observe myself with vulnerability, seeing my naked truths through a lens of compassion and love. I am both the creator and the observer, holding space for all my contradictions and intense feelings.
This practice of self-expression has become the deepest act of self-love I’ve ever experienced. It’s a space where I can fully be myself—unfiltered, imperfect, and whole.
Last words on this journey
Writing has become a devotional practice to me.
When I’m in silence and listen to my body’s wisdom, I’m home.
When I’m in the flow of creation and lose track of time, I’m home.
When I’m writing and I touch a topic, a sentiment that triggers an intense feeling (panic, awe, nostalgia etc.), I know I’m standing at the entrance door home.