Notice I said PLACE. Not SPACE.
An intentional choice of words.
A place to write that allows us to be quiet within ourselves is important. Or at least it is to me.
Here is where I spent the first hour of my day today. I read. Prayed. Then wrote.
It didn't require a special desk, or chair, or perfect lighting. Just an old plastic lawn chair (the pillow helped), a $1 composition book, and a pen.
It is where I have enjoyed my morning cup of tea most mornings this summer. Today I needed to wear a sweatshirt, and socks. I don't mind the extra layers on top, but my feet are most definitely not happy about the socks. They prefer barefoot (you've seen the painting that is my logo).
I will take time, every morning, to sit in this space, as long as the weather allows. It felt - right. Like I was honoring a part of my soul that is too easily ignored.
After the hour, when I started my other work, I was more focused and productive for having allowed the first hour to be at it was.
Just what works for me. Not necessarily for everyone. But consider, please, what some quiet time alone with - yourself - might do for you as you start the day. And if it is in your vocabulary to invite God into the midst of it, then consider that as well.
Made all the difference in the world to my day, today. And I am grateful.
Thoughts, dreams, questions.