The morning pages have become somewhat like an old comfortable friend. Each morning, I make my tea and sit outside on my beautiful deck, overlooking the grandeur of Haiku and the grace and beauty of the steady moving ocean. Some mornings, I am angry or tense, still dealing with the ending of my relationship and finding my way into my new life. Other days, I already start out inspired and become more inspired.
At the end of the three pages ~ no matter what my frame of mind and emotion when I began ~ I am always better off and feeling more resolved about my day, about myself, about my life.
There's really something magical about unloading it all onto paper when you first wake up. It's like taking out the garbage first thing in the morning and having a clean house the rest of the day.
It's a place to spill out your hopes, dreams and wishes ~ and to inspire yourself to reach those somehow, buy a plan or by the Grace of God, or a little of both.
Anyone else have anything to say about their morning writing? Please share your thoughts...