So, morning it is, and a grey one at that. It’s very grounding, for me, to begin my morning (when I have the time) with 15-minutes of pen-on-paper.
The soothing scratch brings me to myself, as I settle into the rhythm of a new day. For these moments, I’ve no particular agenda. Things just emerge.
Perhaps it’s the vestige of one of the night’s dreams. Maybe it’s the small tug of a worry. Or maybe I just meander along, picking things up and putting them down.
I am here in the quiet. The scratch of the pen tells me that. And that’s enough to know for right now.
So, I wish for you a grounding and quiet start to this brand new day.
Make it yours, in whatever way works for you…