Silence, only gently interrupted by the sound of my computer keyboard keys. A few birds outside sing. Morning is my preferred time of the day. Every day. But why is that? I recently spent some time attempting to find answers.
Early in the morning, the house is calm, and the streets are quiet. We can feel that everyone is sleeping. If it’s a summer day, the light outside is at its best. Closer to me, my head is free of noise, of complicated thoughts. My spirit is free and feels pristine if such a thing is possible. I like this feeling of being alone with myself, as it provides space for thinking and being creative.
Mornings are new beginnings. I sense that there is no constraint. Everything seems possible, available, reachable. Everything has yet to be accomplished in the best way possible. Because of this, my motivation level is high. What’s better than the morning to empower my creativity? Most of my writing happens in the early morning. Being distraction-free greatly helps.
And the smell of freshly made coffee is reassuring and always welcomed. I’m never rushing to have breakfast. It usually takes an hour or two before having breakfast. Eating is the beginning of the end of these pristine moments.
Fun fact: this is edition #67 of the Friday Notes, and I was born in 1967. Time flies.