I found Julia Cameron 20 years ago & have done the morning pages ever since- life changing๐๐ป
A few years ago, I was in my mid 50โs, I recalled how much I loved roller skating as a little girl (not roller โbladingโ, old fashioned skating). So I bought a pair from Amazon, excitedly laced up and headed out my front door. It was TERRIFYING!๐๐๐ one lap around the block, amazed I got home with all my limbs in tact- thought maybe I should order knee & elbow pads & a helmet. Nope, just sent those fuckers back. It was a bad date!๐คฃ
God bless you EKO for sharing your heart, soul & gift of writing with us๐๐ป๐
So far my husband is the only one who knows that I picked up my pen to start My morning pages. I didn't even have the courage to put it out there publicly to this group.
I've missed one day in 2 weeks. Most days are just ok. One day I managed a few sentences...but at least I was there for the few sentences.
God told me 19 years ago that I would be a writer. I've been waiting....it hasn't come close to happening yet. I've been told by people so many times that I should write a book....the page has remained blank.
As of today, I'm 57 years old, miraculously 5 months pregnant (more than a decade post menopausal, no hormones or IVF). I've been journaling the journey, writing to my miracle boy.
Then you began posting about Cameron and the morning pages. Something very deep within me rose up, heard, listened, responded. The writer began to awaken. I feel her presence, but she has remained quiet, yet attentive.
Somehow I know that this child is going to break me open. Literally and figuratively. The book, the seed that has been dormant for a half a century, has sprouted and is reaching for the light.
I wrote all days with ease, maybe because I started and finished a large part of her book before, or maybe she did start changing me. One thing I found is that I wanted to put pictures in my book, but didn't think I should because that might not be part of the what Cameron wanted for the three pages of writing and then I stopped myself. I must quit trying to please others by following their rules. Creativity is about exploring and doing something different. Something that fills your soul with joy and learning how to add pictures and words and other things to my pages is okay. Cameron will never see my book, I must explore beyond the rules. Nothing new ever gets invented by following someone else's playbook. This was a big revelation for me and something that I thought I had gotten over.
I read Magdala yesterday and had to stop twice because my tears blinded me. I know the story of Miriam - have all my life. This story you drew was so powerful, visual that I could see and hear it all. Thank you!
You said 'worship with your eyes open'. That one hit me. Look the Master in the eye and praise Him, worship Him, just talk to Him; make it intimate. This is powerful for me, and I thank you for your words.
Love Artist Way, did it yrs ago and got my old journal out. I see more than I did years ago. It changed me. I have been on a spiritual path since 27, teaching clairvoyance and meditation and loving your life. Helping people out the joy and mischief back in their lives. Iโm itโs been a great run. Retired at 72, now I drink it all in and love your work! I see it the same! Thank you! ๐โค๏ธ๐คฉ๐ท๐ถ
I write in skinny spiral notebooks and hide them on the bottom shelf of the bookcase. When theyโre filled up I put them in a box in the back of my closet. The box is hidden under the long dresses. Last week, after I read Magdala, I looked at the box and wondered why I was hiding them and why do I keep them? No one here would look at them. Itโs just me and my husband now and he doesnโt ask about them. He knows I write and he admires the ability to write and he seems ok with whatever happens. I havenโt written since then. Iโve been healed and Iโm content with my life but it feels like Iโm grieving and I donโt know why. Iโm assuming I will find out but it seems interesting so far.
This is wonderful. I've read The Artist's Way several times over the years. Did the morning pages for awhile, then found creatives in various places and so I'm using their ideas to get back to sketching/drawing and painting. Every morning, no matter what. I'm negating all those voices that told me over decades that I'd never be good enough, that I needed to do something that would be able to support myself and a family if needed. Something practical, not art, for God's sakes. I had so many opportunities show up, and I'd do it for a short time, but never made it a discipline, a regular practice, like meditation. I've never been one for disciplines. Now that has changed and I am seeing progress. I will keep it up this time, even though I'm now in my 70's. I will not succumb to regret, but just gratitude for finally finding out what I am capable of. I just do it now for myself, not to compare to others, or even to show to others. It is my private life. It is a sacred time. Thanks for this wonderful article.
Awesome video. but made my stomach lurch to see the drone wobble as it followed. Quite the reward with the view from the top.
When I was 25 I climbed Ayers Rock in Australia (Uluru in the local Aboriginal language). the view from the top of that world was also worth the effort with the Olgas (Kata Tjuแนฏa) in the distance. The climb also had a chain on posts on the steeper areas because if you fell there was nothing to stop your fall. I thought I was immortal then. Now at 3 X 25 years older. . . well.
Angels Landing was an artist date on steroids!
I found Julia Cameron 20 years ago & have done the morning pages ever since- life changing๐๐ป
A few years ago, I was in my mid 50โs, I recalled how much I loved roller skating as a little girl (not roller โbladingโ, old fashioned skating). So I bought a pair from Amazon, excitedly laced up and headed out my front door. It was TERRIFYING!๐๐๐ one lap around the block, amazed I got home with all my limbs in tact- thought maybe I should order knee & elbow pads & a helmet. Nope, just sent those fuckers back. It was a bad date!๐คฃ
God bless you EKO for sharing your heart, soul & gift of writing with us๐๐ป๐
So far my husband is the only one who knows that I picked up my pen to start My morning pages. I didn't even have the courage to put it out there publicly to this group.
I've missed one day in 2 weeks. Most days are just ok. One day I managed a few sentences...but at least I was there for the few sentences.
God told me 19 years ago that I would be a writer. I've been waiting....it hasn't come close to happening yet. I've been told by people so many times that I should write a book....the page has remained blank.
As of today, I'm 57 years old, miraculously 5 months pregnant (more than a decade post menopausal, no hormones or IVF). I've been journaling the journey, writing to my miracle boy.
Then you began posting about Cameron and the morning pages. Something very deep within me rose up, heard, listened, responded. The writer began to awaken. I feel her presence, but she has remained quiet, yet attentive.
Somehow I know that this child is going to break me open. Literally and figuratively. The book, the seed that has been dormant for a half a century, has sprouted and is reaching for the light.
Thank you for pouring water on it.
I wrote all days with ease, maybe because I started and finished a large part of her book before, or maybe she did start changing me. One thing I found is that I wanted to put pictures in my book, but didn't think I should because that might not be part of the what Cameron wanted for the three pages of writing and then I stopped myself. I must quit trying to please others by following their rules. Creativity is about exploring and doing something different. Something that fills your soul with joy and learning how to add pictures and words and other things to my pages is okay. Cameron will never see my book, I must explore beyond the rules. Nothing new ever gets invented by following someone else's playbook. This was a big revelation for me and something that I thought I had gotten over.
do what works for YOU
I read Magdala yesterday and had to stop twice because my tears blinded me. I know the story of Miriam - have all my life. This story you drew was so powerful, visual that I could see and hear it all. Thank you!
You said 'worship with your eyes open'. That one hit me. Look the Master in the eye and praise Him, worship Him, just talk to Him; make it intimate. This is powerful for me, and I thank you for your words.
Never avert your eyes
Love Artist Way, did it yrs ago and got my old journal out. I see more than I did years ago. It changed me. I have been on a spiritual path since 27, teaching clairvoyance and meditation and loving your life. Helping people out the joy and mischief back in their lives. Iโm itโs been a great run. Retired at 72, now I drink it all in and love your work! I see it the same! Thank you! ๐โค๏ธ๐คฉ๐ท๐ถ
I write in skinny spiral notebooks and hide them on the bottom shelf of the bookcase. When theyโre filled up I put them in a box in the back of my closet. The box is hidden under the long dresses. Last week, after I read Magdala, I looked at the box and wondered why I was hiding them and why do I keep them? No one here would look at them. Itโs just me and my husband now and he doesnโt ask about them. He knows I write and he admires the ability to write and he seems ok with whatever happens. I havenโt written since then. Iโve been healed and Iโm content with my life but it feels like Iโm grieving and I donโt know why. Iโm assuming I will find out but it seems interesting so far.
This is wonderful. I've read The Artist's Way several times over the years. Did the morning pages for awhile, then found creatives in various places and so I'm using their ideas to get back to sketching/drawing and painting. Every morning, no matter what. I'm negating all those voices that told me over decades that I'd never be good enough, that I needed to do something that would be able to support myself and a family if needed. Something practical, not art, for God's sakes. I had so many opportunities show up, and I'd do it for a short time, but never made it a discipline, a regular practice, like meditation. I've never been one for disciplines. Now that has changed and I am seeing progress. I will keep it up this time, even though I'm now in my 70's. I will not succumb to regret, but just gratitude for finally finding out what I am capable of. I just do it now for myself, not to compare to others, or even to show to others. It is my private life. It is a sacred time. Thanks for this wonderful article.
I love you, Eko. You brighten my life.
While watching Angels Landing video, I was listening to a classical music playlist.
Palladio: 1.Allegretto is a more inspiring soundtrack.
AWESOME Video!
Thank you for sharing.
Awesome video. but made my stomach lurch to see the drone wobble as it followed. Quite the reward with the view from the top.
When I was 25 I climbed Ayers Rock in Australia (Uluru in the local Aboriginal language). the view from the top of that world was also worth the effort with the Olgas (Kata Tjuแนฏa) in the distance. The climb also had a chain on posts on the steeper areas because if you fell there was nothing to stop your fall. I thought I was immortal then. Now at 3 X 25 years older. . . well.