I love writing my blog first thing in the morning
particularly when it is a work day because it helps to set my intention for the
day. It sets me on a path of where I can best be for the day.
It’s quiet. The house is still. Everyone is fast asleep. And
not even the day has woken yet. It’s dark outside and I always feel so snug and
warm and somewhat like a little girl again – stealing time on my own. Where the
only worries I have in the moment are my own. The only pressures I have are my
own.
The lights are low, subdued even. Giving me the time and
space to reflect on what it is that is swirling through my head. It’s amazing
how when I get up in the morning there is a moment when I have absolute clarity
about what I want to do with my life. A moment when I am truly in the moment
because my brain has not had the opportunity to start filtering and altering my
thoughts. A moment when I know I am my authentic self.
Soon that moment gives way to a bombardment of thoughts and
it is those thoughts that I try to harness and write about. I treasure my quiet
time in the morning, when I sit and contemplate which of those thoughts is going
to form the basis of my blog. Then magically my fingers start moving across the
keyboard as letters pour out of my fingers, forming words, joining together to
form my innermost thoughts – surprising even me in the end when I read what I
have written.
I always feel elated once I have finished writing and
sometimes find it hard to move away from my keyboard, my alter ego. Because I
feel as if I am stepping away from what brings me alive in the mornings. Some
days I have to tear myself away kicking and screaming because I have hit my
stride. Other days I can’t wait to get away from it because it is taking so
much out of me. And what I find on those days is I am writing to please rather
than writing what wants to be written.
I realise my writing is like living. Some days we are going
to be on point with clarity and vision. Other days we are going to be bogged
down thinking too much about the how rather than the doing.
Wow, so philosophical and that’s why I like early mornings
because I feel like I can fly...like I can do anything I want. Like I am in control. And then I exhale because I realise I am in control.
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