Morning Letters

I am a morning writer.  I wake up and after a few moments, in which I pull my thoughts together, I begin my day.  Fifteen to twenty minutes of meditation starts this process, and then I move to my keyboard to capture the essence that is loosened from my sleep filled mind.  Thoughts, ideas, and treasures are transferred from my fingers, to my keyboard, and into my word processor. 

 

Years ago I offered a series of seminars designed for women to reclaim their instinctual, wild selves.  This was built around a day of intense self examination, rethinking, revisiting, relearning, and realizing that our instinctual, wild woman selves are in danger of extinction by our over domesticated and over analyzed society.  Polite society does not welcome this wild, untamed part of women into its life.  Wild Woman pushes this culture's boundaries, steps out of the box, and makes the institutions of our world extremely uncomfortable.

The book I am in the processing of editing "Gathering The Bones" is written and offers a different way for us, men and women, to look at, assimilate, and live with this wilder, untamed part of ourselves in today's world. 

Ah, perhaps that is the tag line to present to publishers???  Hmm - this sentence was written in that space of coming awake into this morning.  This thought took birth from my inner self through my fingers onto my keyboard and into my word processor.  It came in replying to a question from one of the editing readers of my book who inquired about this process for me.

These are the nuggets and treasures that I glean from my morning letters.