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The Open Journal is a weekly, public journal entry of mine, filled with a collection of random topics, thoughts, poetry, and love-based philosophy. It serves as an outlet for me in the hopes of inspiring others to take the journey of self-discovery… I believe every life story holds wisdom.
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Search ArticlesWhat You Speak Out loud
Upgrade to paid to play voiceover Think it… and it will come… I believe in this… not as a shortcut… not as magical thinking… But as something I have watched work in my own life again and again… What you focus on… grows… What you say out loud… takes shape… The words we repeat to ourselves become the story we live in… And most of us don’t even notice we’re telling it… I spent years speaking a version of myself that was smaller than I was… quieter… more apologetic… and the world reflected it...
Overcoming Obstacles
of information and inspiration… not roadblocks…. The only way through, is through… There’s a version of the past that flattens everything into damage… that keeps a ledger… that replays the moments you’d change… and uses them as evidence of something…. about you, about the world, about what you should expect…. It feels like keeping yourself safe (by not forgetting). But you can look at who it made you, and find, somewhere in there, something worth keeping….
Sweet Bird of Youth
What is your first memory? Mine is sitting in front of a big wrapped present... It was bigger than me… and someone was taking a picture of me placed in front of it — it was a playpen with a bow on it… I was in a white party dress… I think it might have been Christmas.
What’s in Front of You
I could be standing in the most beautiful place… in the most beautiful light… and be completely absent from it… Turning something over in my mind that had already happened… Replaying it… Looking for the moment I should have done it differently.... You get so practiced at this that it stops feeling like a choice… it takes its toll… How much of our lives do we spend that way…?
A Beautiful Life
Why do others have so much…? But, do they really…? What is the scale we compare ourselves too…? With the internet… false lives are being curated…. Maybe it’s how it always was…. relative to the time. … was it envy or only confusion? on purpose to hinder our perspective and consume a false dream.
The Art of Doing Nothing
Upgrade to paid to play voiceover I sat in the garden today… and did absolutely nothing… No phone… no list, no digging or clipping… no quiet nagging voice reminding me of everything waiting… just the light moving through the leaves, the sound of birds doing their own unhurried business, and me… simply there… simply breathing… It felt almost revolutionary… Have we forgotten how to do this… really forgotten… not just the habit of it but the permission… somewhere along the way doing nothing...
Back to Me
Upgrade to paid to play voiceover I have traveled a long way to get back to where I started… almost 60 years… Not the place… the person… The girl who existed before the world had opinions about her… before the noise, before the narratives, before the years of becoming things for other people… and slowly, quietly, losing the thread back to herself… I took so many turns… Keep reading with a 7-day free trial Subscribe to The Open Journal with Pamela Anderson to keep reading this post and get 7...
Letters to My Younger Self
Upgrade to paid to play voiceover I was born in the Summer of Love, 1967… I was so brave and had no idea… That little girl (now inner child)… carrying everything she carried, smiling the way she smiled, walking into rooms that were not always kind to her… and still opening… still believing… still reaching toward people and moments and life with both hands… blooming in spite of… I think about her often… I picture her head to toe—and I communicate with her… with such tenderness, wiping the hair...
Stay Curious
Upgrade to paid to play voiceover What are they trying to say… A curious life is a full life… not because it has more answers… but because it holds more questions… and questions are where all the aliveness lives… I have been most unhappy when I stopped asking… when I assumed I already knew… when I let the familiar become invisible… to be full of doubt is a wise choice… it’s more interesting than thinking you know everything… A magical space of wonder.
Kindness is Power
Kindness is no weakness… It’s not the consolation prize… It is not passivity dressed up as virtue… It is not naive or simple or small… To remain open when the world has given you reasons to close… to choose warmth over armor, generosity over guardedness—that takes a strength many people never find… Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when published The gentle ones… The quietly kind ones… They are the most powerful people in any room...