#Morning Pages
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dearlyjess · 1 month ago
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hello 2025 🪻
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crimson-kas · 1 year ago
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Some morning pages. I’ve been doing much better at getting up early each morning to get my thoughts down. I’m also enjoying the quiet of early morning.
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unicorntgoughts · 3 months ago
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“You are never too old to set a new goal or to dream a new dream.”
C.S. Lewis
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nubiaspapers · 11 days ago
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03/02/2025 New month, new Morning Pages notebook. I managed to write every day in January, so it's time to prepare for February. It wasn't always easy, but doing it every morning helped me more than I thought it would. Now, let's see how this month goes.
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thethingivecometosay · 11 months ago
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saturday afternoon goodies. i don’t always believe in retail therapy, but a trip to a local bookstore is allowed now and then, as a treat.
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vbbonny5 · 5 months ago
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My 5 line love poem
In the breezy hush of dawn,
You appeared like a morning sunrise,
Glistening like a dew slipping from my parched eyes.
Your warm embrace caught me by a gentle surprise,
You are A treasure!
My heart never denies.
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odera · 1 month ago
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Mourning Pages 60” x 48” Oils, Paper, Ink, and Nzu (Calabash Chalk) on canvas Currently on exhibition at This Gallery for my solo show This Body of Mine.
For anyone in Vancouver, the show ends on Saturday, January 18th so there is still some time to see the work in person
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luvermore · 3 months ago
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My handwriting gets progressively worse by the day. Either way, I’ve started doing a modified, ‘morning page’.
ps: no I do not care the rules say I’m not supposed to show people. It’s modified.
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rhopaper · 2 years ago
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Some days, you sit in front of a blank page—planning layouts, careful about your handwriting, making sure your ink colors match and you hem and you haw.
Some days, you pick up a pen and just write.
To me, the latter is always more precious.
Capturing an imperfect snapshot of what’s on my mind at this exact moment—pen and paper style, is more important to me than piling pretty stickers on a page.
In any case, writing is better than not writing.
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flllourish · 1 year ago
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my first entry written in italian in this journal. i’ve been so lazy with my language learning and im finding it hard to stay motivated to study in the way that i should. by this time next year i would love to be at a true B1 level of speaking and this feels like the path of least resistance when it comes to practice.
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ghostingpen · 1 month ago
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morning pages with my wife
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seething-river · 17 days ago
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I think we'll get through this one day at a time.
I think that I'm getting tied up in the big things I don't have control over but ignoring the things I do.
I spend my nights imagining myself the hero to compensate for the days in which I feel powerless. But that's what they want. They want us to feel powerless.
They don't want us in a place where a simple shower and a good meal can improve us.
There are small things we can do to improve our lives and if they are in our power to do, that means we have power and as long as we act in that power, we will never be powerless.
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crimson-kas · 11 months ago
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Documenting some of my favorite photos I’ve taken and edited. I really want to get back into doing art like this again.
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unicorntgoughts · 4 months ago
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Certain people in my life might not change, but I can. By change, I mean shifting the habit of not liking myself, of hating my body, of suppressing my deepest desires and the truths of who I am.
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dumbxpoetic · 4 months ago
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that-expat-girl · 4 months ago
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In the moment before you begin, there is only emptiness -- and fear: the fear that you have spent what magic you once had, that the words will not come.
In the silence of the empty page, abandonment calls. Would it not be easier to turn away, to put down the pen, to do anything else but write?
Perhaps. But that is not why you have come to the table, that is not why you are here.
So you take a deep breath...
And you begin.
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