Oh give yourself this. Even five minutes. Give yourself the listening. Give yourself the floor – before anyone else takes over.
I know what it’s like to roll over and open my phone, still half asleep, half in the webs of unfinished dreams.
It’s such a vulnerable, lovely state.
I know what it’s like to hand the mic to others – even random others – first thing in the morning. And then mentally begin forming responses, weighing my opinions, reacting to the tone set by whatever won the algorithm lottery that day.
And I know what it’s like to wake with quiet. With my hand reaching not for my phone, but a pen. My heart. Or reaching for my keys and getting outside with my own sense of the day, before it unfolds.
You don’t have to have a morning routine or write morning pages or meditate for 30 minutes – though these things can of course be wonderful nourishing practices.
Just be the first. Just give a tiny moment of space. One breath. See how you even are, before you decide how you will react. Calibrate yourself before weighing in.
Take a beat, before you open the door.
Yours is the most important voice.
