I’ve been wanting to post this in a long time, and I finally sat down to write it. I’m sure all of you know about morning pages, or have at least heard of it. This is a kind of meditating/writing exercise introduced by artist Julia Cameron.
The whole point of it is to write three pages the moment you get up in the morning. For someone who enjoys journals (and never finishes them), I was happy and excited to try it out. However, I had a minor problem. I work full time during my summer months, and I start work at 6AM (not ideal). I get up at 5 everyday, and I leave the house at 5:45. Now, I absolutely have no time to write the morning pages, which means that I have to wake up at 4:30. Again, not ideal, but it was worth it. I know it’s hard to believe.
Fist day: The first day I started this experiment I was furious in the morning. Gentle reminder that I am not a morning person at all, especially without having my coffee. I left my notebook by the nightstand, so that I could write while in bed. It turned out to be a disaster. I kept falling asleep while writing. My mind was not ready to do any unconscious streaming at 4:30 am.
Second day: My second day was much better, because I got up from bed and went to my living room, where my sister’s cat joined me. At about 5 o’clock I also got to witness the amazing sunrise.
Third day: I got up super excited, and even got myself some lemon water. During the day I was very productive.
Fourth day: This was my most productive day. Your not-a-morning-sunshine blogger got up at 4:30 am and wrote three pages, went to work for 8 hours, went home to meal prep for the week, studied for two hours for one of my summer classes, exercised, and even put a mask on. What? Let me remind you that most of the times I am a potato. I work for 8 hours, and then I nap and read.
Fifth Day: My morning pages were much more inspirational and positive than the previous ones. I was not having a great day, but I still managed to get some poetry writing done.
Sixth Day: I was destroyed and tired in the morning, because for some dumb reason I had stayed up until late the night before. I go to bed at 9PM, I kid you not. My morning pages were basically me complaining about how tired I was.
Seventh Day: It was the last day, but I still feel like I want to continue to do it, even though it is kind of hard to get up early.
I’ve noticed that I spent less time on overthinking things, and more on getting the work done during the week. That is one of the reasons why I enjoyed this so much. It kept me focused on the things that I had to get done. As for inspiration, I’m a pretty inspired person all year round, I never suffer from inspiration withdrawal, so it didn’t really help much.