Morning Glory

Chance & Moments

The blog is for personal writing and to evaluate things as they occur, because life's fleeting moments escape and are not given the attention they deserve. I wonder if I gravitate toward little things such as chance and moments, because I feel a quiet guilt that I am not giving them enough reverence. I am paying attention to other things that are ordinarily stressful and produce a damaging outlook in my world. I would like to say that I focus on the moments, because I have assigned them to be the poetry of life and want to capture them into some sort of virtual time capsule, albeit in the form of blogging.

If I overlook things such as routine, employment, bills, and living life viewing entertainment, media, and other things that incorporate so much of our city life, am I going to be missing life? I hear various answers all at once. I know I have the blend the two to be more balanced and centered - to become more balanced and centered.

The way life pulls me or tethers me is into an extreme of one or more of these categories. This morning, I had to handle a gripe over missing item(s) even before I had even awoken mentally. I had to help someone gain composure and find the item. I did so with words and not a physical action. I felt ripped off in my morning once again. A reference to this plight was mentioned in a book I saw at my mom and dad's, THE GOD CHASER. Life's little distractions can sometimes plague you to no end.

I want the morning to happen to me and not for other people or even circumstances to invade it and thus force it to go another way. In this urban environment where I live, I am allowing too many outsiders take hold of my mental reins in the morning. Somtimes, it is purely unavoidable, and other times, I welcome it as sheer chance that I have quiet moments to myself to settle myself and steer myself in the directions I need to --- to let the morning happen.

Thread One: Morning Glory

This is a first attempt to keep "morning pages" as suggested by a journal group I once visited. I wanted to name the whole blog: Morning Glory. The name is unavailable. I suppose I am falsely led to believe that I am going to have time to myself every morning to do this, but I know I will try to write the suggested three pages.

I have various versions of blogs I could have initiated here, ond for daily gripes, one for the poetry of life, or just morning ramblings in general. So I wonder if incorporating everything in one place would be an alternate answer. If this splits into three other blogs, I will have my answer.

So, this will be a start to something new. I am ready for this journey as I contemplate writing my first entry. It has been haunting me all day yesterday, tailing me even in books and magazines.