20 Weeks of Morning Pages

Every morning, weekday and weekend, I get up early to write out three pages by hand. I last checked in about eight weeks ago and talked about feeling stable in my morning routine, missing a day and moving on, and working on my attention span. At the 20 week mark, the habit has set in.

Here are some thing I’ve been paying attention to in the past eight weeks in regards to Morning Pages:

Life is simpler than it seems. When I get back down to basics like handwriting and do things that ground me, I’m remarkably reminded of how simple life can be if I simply view it that way. Getting caught up in complexity is just that, getting caught. It often has nothing to do with the situation itself, but has to do with perception and with limited view of the realness of the matter at hand.

Writing badly works out the kinks. I write in the morning, throughout the day, and at night. If I have a day where I’m feeling bogged down or not my best, I can say to myself that my Morning Pages will be my “bad” writing for the day. That is, I’ll allow Morning Pages to be my canvas for funky sentences and even the occasional misspelling. When I’ve gotten this out, I can get to focusing on more substantial and robust writing.

New beginnings. After a couple of months, I found myself passively starting my daily entries with stating the day of the week. This seemingly insignificant and automatic starter to my days set off a gentle reminder to me that I was defining every day as a continuation and a badge of slowly making it through the week. It made me very aware of the fact that I was beginning my day by responding to linear time with too much weight. I have since been challenging myself to look beyond the day of the week and look for other factors to help define my beginnings.

All in all, Morning Pages continuously provide insight into my thinking processes and habits. I see no point wherein I will have no more to gain from participating in this daily exercise of mind.