3 Minutes, One Note, and a Calmer You

Because even a whisper to yourself can quiet the chaos.

Sometimes, it’s not about doing more. It’s about pausing for just three minutes and asking yourself: How did today feel?

No filters, no pressure to make it sound good—just you being real with yourself.

Whether you’re a student overwhelmed by deadlines or working your way through back-to-back meetings, life gets a little noisy. And when we carry all that noise inside, it gets harder to hear ourselves.

That’s where this 3-minute journaling ritual steps in. You don’t need a fancy journal. Your phone’s Notes app is more than enough. What matters is the release.

Here’s how it works:

1. How did today feel?

Just spill. Was it frustrating? Calm? A bit of both? No need to justify or fix anything.

2. What’s bothering you right now?

Name it. Don’t sugarcoat it. This is your space to be honest, not nice.

3. Can you do something about it?

If yes—what? If not—breathe and let yourself off the hook. Not everything needs to be solved tonight.

4. Rate how heavy this feels from 1 to 10.

It helps to see the weight. Sometimes we realise something that felt like a 10 was really a 4, once we gave it words.

This little check-in doesn’t change your world overnight. But it helps you feel seen by you. And that’s where peace starts—inside.

Want to try it with me? I’ve created a gentle video to guide you through it. Just hit play, open your Notes app, and write alongside me.

Take this moment for yourself. You deserve to feel lighter.

Even if it's just by 10%

With love,

Rasna.

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