I’ve been writing morning pages for a few months now, and every once in a while something appears that is worthy of sharing. And then I saw this quote on the last task in the last week (Week 12).
So today I am sharing some morning pages writing.
3/23/21 Touchstones, things you love
- Flowers in a vase on my kitchen table
- Pearl ring from my Godmother’s estate (Margaret means “Pearl”)
- Wisteria blossoms, azaleas, sunflowers, magnolias, roses…flowers!
- Dark chocolate with sea salt and almonds
- Pecans, roasted, sugared, and in pie
- Paul Simon Graceland
- The name Simon
- Grandbabies
- Papa’s shirt
3/26/21
Margaret Simon, draft
Reading Aimee Nezhukumatahil this morning. Just writing
her name makes me feel smart. She names things
like fruit bats and whale sharks, becomes animal in her poem,
leads me to wonder what animal I am, barely alive, awake
enough to feel the familiar ache of waking.
I am worried about the final shot, how my body
will react or not, and what immunity really means.
Yesterday my dog jumped on the AT&T saleswoman
at the door. I told her he was friendly while I kept
my distance. We all keep distances between us.
I wonder what immunity really means.
3/29/21
Resistance in “not good enough” mantra
Fear is an infection poisoning my body so I cannot perform
Anger is I can’t do this; why do you make me?
Reflections on the Teche 