The Lost Art of Cursive (and What It Taught Me This Week)

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The Lost Art of Cursive (and What It Taught Me This Week)

While journaling this week, I wrote the words “Slow Down” in large, loopy cursive letters. Near the end of my writing, I also fancily penned “You Will Be Just Fine.”

It was early morning, and I was giving myself a little pep talk before a big Nourish event. In all my excitement (and admittedly, a bit of pre-event jitters), I hadn’t slept much the night before. And let’s just say… I tend to throw a small pity party when I don’t sleep enough.

But the next day—after a glorious night of deep, uninterrupted sleep—I opened my journal again and wrote, “Thank You, God!” in sweeping cursive across the page.

And that’s when I realized just how much I enjoyed writing in cursive. It felt playful, nostalgic, and oddly grounding—like reconnecting with an old friend I didn’t realize I’d missed.

I’m of the age where we used to write entire essays and research papers in cursive. Pages upon pages. Hand cramps and ink smudges and all. But outside of my signature, it had been a hot second since I’d written anything long-form in cursive.

So I made a little experiment of it. I decided to write in cursive every morning and every night for a week.

And you know what? I had so much fun.

I laughed as I tried to remember how to connect the letters again—how the capital “I” swoops just so, or how the lowercase “r” needs a little flick at the top. The skill came back to me like riding a bike… though it definitely felt like I still had training wheels for the first few pages.

Here’s what writing in cursive symbolically taught me this week:

✨ Life is both structured and expressive.
Cursive requires form and flow. It reminded me that life does, too—there’s beauty in discipline, but there’s also freedom in the curves.

✨ Slow really can be sacred.
Each letter took time. Each connection asked for care. It pulled me into the present moment and quieted the noise.

✨ Joy grows in the practice.
At first, my loops were lopsided and my spacing awkward. But every day I got a little better. And along the way, I rediscovered the joy of doing something purely for the fun of it.

Cursive reminded me of some timeless life lessons, too:

Grace — You’ll be a little messy at first, but beauty still lives in the effort.
Patience — The good stuff always takes time.
Practice — Every day you show up, you grow.

By the end of the week, my cursive felt more fluid, more me. I even started to look forward to journaling simply for the joy of seeing the words dance across the page.

Have you written in cursive lately? Or colored? Doodled? Played the piano? Painted just because it feels good?

Whatever it is for you—try something that once brought you joy. Something from childhood or your younger years. Something that encourages you to slow down, get lost in the moment, and remember what it feels like to simply enjoy.

You might just find a little magic waiting there, between the lines.

xoxo,
Jamie

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