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On Writing First Thing in the Morning

On Writing First Thing in the Morning

I’ve always prided myself on being a person of very little routine. I abhor routine. Doing the same thing at the same time everyday essentially stands for my life is essentially over, I am so boring, total nightmare, to me. My morning typically involves solving complex math equations in my head in between snooze hits. What is the absolute latest I can get up to make it out of the shower and to the bus stop on time factoring in all sorts of variables…

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How a Non-Morning Person Created a Lovely Morning Routine

How a Non-Morning Person Created a Lovely Morning Routine

Morning is wonderful. Its only drawback is that it comes at such an inconvenient time of day. ~Glen Cook It’s official. I am a morning person. It only took 6 weeks of practice followed by 4 weeks of commitment, but today I woke up naturally 4 minutes before my 5am alarm and had time to enjoy my morning coffee while journaling before heading up the canyon for a sunrise run. Seriously, who is this person? For the past few years…

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Morning Mindfulness Progress Measured in Small Steps

Morning Mindfulness Progress Measured in Small Steps

January is nearly half over and I am happy to report that I am making some progress with this waking earlier in the morning and trying to be mindful about it thing albeit inch by inch. I love the following quote by Wendell Berry, which reassures me that every journey should be measured in small and most likely laborious steps: “And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles, no matter how long, but only by a spiritual…

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On Being Mindful First Thing in the Morning (Month 1)

On Being Mindful First Thing in the Morning (Month 1)

Thanks to a the whole neighbor dragging his garbage cans out to the road and past my bedroom window at 5am, I am now morning writing. My reward for waking early besides stealing Fritz’s blanket because it is about 55 degrees in the living room is a morning cup of coffee unrushed and delightful not to mention total darkness, peacefulness, and a curled up sleeping puppy who grabbed his squeaky Freddie did a few twirly butts when he saw me…

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