There are many things I want to change about my life. They showed up in my morning pages today:
- go to bed before 10pm
- get up at 5am
- meal plan
- exercise regularly
- blog 3x week
- morning pages EVERY DAY
- reading EVERY DAY–even if it’s only 10 min before bed
- cut out sugar COMPLETELY AND FOREVER
- implement a daily practice with Hoffman tools (involve meditation!)
- time with Emma each evening
I signed up for a morning pages challenge to write every day in February. I was up at 5 this morning writing, and now I can take over the world, obviously. Popeye did morning pages. I know it.
The lovely Sylvia has offered to lend me her copy of The Artist’s Way, which means I get to have coffee with her and talk about books and dogs and yay people.
My hope is that reading the book will get me even more excited about morning pages and fill me in on the science behind them. Because they’re science, right?
Jessica did creativity exercises with me last week in a café on The Drive. We sipped our hot drinks and scribbled our little hearts out with timers in silence, and I hope we do MOAR because YES. A couple short story ideas were born from those scribbles. My homework is to write them. I really love Jessica. I feel super fucking lucky to know her and sad you don’t.
Jessica and Scot watched Emma and Sloane on Saturday night because Steve was away and my friend Lillie invited me out to play. And play I did. We went to a party put on by eatART called Wavelength. Basically we danced for 5 hours straight. My Nike FuelBand registered that I met my daily exercise goals for Sunday by the time I got home. GOD I LOVE DANCING. And apparently when I told Jessica and Scot I’d be home by 2am, I meant 4am, and somehow they still love me and I’m not grounded. I should be grounded. My super comfy couch and “oopsie” face are what saved me.
Basically my life is full of the most amazing people and I need to thank the universe by showing up for myself. Let’s do this, February!
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