Journaling Prompts for Mindfulness 

It started with a grocery list.

I was sitting at the kitchen table, scribbling down what we needed for the week: milk, spinach, a new jar of peanut butter because my toddler had somehow coated the fridge handle with the last one. My mind was racing through a thousand little tabs: deadlines, laundry, appointments I still hadn’t booked. But then I paused. Right there, in the middle of all the noise, I wrote: “Remember to breathe.”

I don’t know why I wrote it. But that one line changed something.