For years without much interruption I used the practice of free-writing three pages in a journal as a start to my days. Morning Pages. Sometimes I did it when I didn’t feel like it and many mornings I found it the one thing I craved the most.
It’s an exercise from The Artist’s Way book by Julia Cameron.
She describes the pages as a lifelong habit for many, a sense of pace-setting and renewal, opening up your mind and heart as you scrawl onto a page quickly whatever comes to mind without giving it much thought.
My pages would look like scribbles at times and like a manuscript at others. It seemed like they mirrored the moment.
Then, I became more full of creative projects, more full of things to do, and more abundance of outlets for self-expression make the pages less frequent until they sort of faded out for the last year or two.
I haven’t ever been without these pages for so long, and it’s a curious thing to see how they’re calling me back.
When I started these pages over 17 years ago I had the intention of creating more purpose, artistry and flow in my life, and they were a tool to help steer me there step-by-step.
Their gradual fade out didn’t concern me at all– a decade an a half is a long time for any practice, you know? And while I’m not concerned that I missed out by not doing them, I am very curious why they are now beckoning.
I really crave the creative introspection. These pages helped me to look inside without getting lost in my thoughts, pouring insights onto paper that would have otherwise not seen the light of day had I tried to think hard about them.
I sense the flow of writing in this personal way is something I miss for my dharma– or intended vocation. I don’t know if I ever even write these words on this blog but I intended to be a writer. A novelist. My childhood heroes were Toni Morrison and Joyce Carol Oates. I still do have that intention, though it’s been put on a very high shelf while my writing has taken many forms from the blog to articles to Instagram that I love dearly.
Something tells me these pages have messages for me. After a tumultuous year globally, there’s so much I haven’t looked at in terms of my own imagination. The downloads from the Universe and insight that’s borne of instinct and spontaneous action would come to me as I wrote these pages.
So, I’m headed back.
I’m ready for many mornings with nothing at all to say, many days where the page looks like a blur of incomprehensible fast-paced cursive and those choice days where things seem to be perfectly legible. (*I gained as much from all three kinds of days in the past!)
And, if you want to join me, you can start the day free-writing just three full pages in a notebook of any kind. You can absolutely read The Artist’s Way, to take it to the next level, but the elemental simplicity of the three pages is a place anyone can start.
In the sprit of following bliss and the pull of things that feel magnetic, I am answering this simple call to Morning Pages again. I can’t wait to see what get’s uncovered, and I’d love to hear what you find on the pages in you decide to do it, too!
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