(I haven’t posted in forever — when I started my blog, it was meant to be a place to ‘play’ and experiment with writing. Long-winded explanations are difficult when you’re still working through hard places and unfinished blog posts. I hope you forgive me for jumping back in with none of that.
I’ll gently jump back in with this…
I’ve been writing morning pages –> and I’m in love.
If you haven’t heard of them, you need to get to know them!
They are unedited sentences, paragraphs or pages of free writing — where you can spill all the stuff you didn’t even know was hiding inside. It won’t come out in a phone call with your bestie or during a spoon in hand date with your ice cream carton. Emily Freeman has a super helpful post about morning pages here. I’m don’t think many people share or blog them.
I love the writing style so much that I’ve shared it with my writing friend, my battle buddy, who encouraged me to share my morning pages — that are half morning page, half poetry. Note: the morning pages I share may or may not have been lightly edited for blogging purposes.
and since writing is SERIOUS PLAY…. here goes!)
p.s. do you write morning pages?
MONDAY MORNING PAGE
I hear it’s time
for what I ask
it’s time I hear again
and I thought I knew
so I said yes
running faster with eyes closed
but you’ve ran too far ahead
for me to hear the sound of your voice and your feet before
fading into days and weeks
and I stop because I think I’m lost
and open my eyes
wondering where I am
How can feet carry fast when they can’t see what’s ahead?
I pick up
trying to start again
but I can’t will these feet to move quick without you near
so I let them walk me slow
burning tired, painfully warm
where they want to take me
should I let them decide the way?
when my eyes have been filled with visions
and my heart filled with purpose
how they are part of the body
and not the body
and they can’t run the way they want
how it takes the whole body to hear
passions that run through veins
on songs placed deep
so I rest
and its necessary parts
rubbing in ointment that refreshes long the vision that was out of sight
and close my eyes
to run fast after you…