late again

I had thought that when I started this I would be just such an avid blogger. I have certainly found that that is not the case. I put most of my thoughts on paper in my morning journal. while typing the blog is fine, the actual putting pen to paper is somehow more intimate. I know there are people out there who do not agree with this. I had an email from one recently who said without question actual writing was NOT her thing. I have to admit that there were a couple in my groups and classes who felt the same, until they actually started doing it on a regular basis. I am quite committed to it. Every morning with my coffee, one will find me at the Dining room table scribbling away. Often I think there is no one on earth including myself who would be able to read it when it has become cold for two hours or more. But it has become the start to my day. I used to take my coffee and turn on the news and the weather. I find those boring now. Not that I don't want to know what is going on, it is just that the writing of my journal is so much more important to how I start my day. And lately, more and more, I am finding new ideas and new thoughts popping into my head as I write. So while I hope I can get into this practice called blogging, my morning coffee and my journal will have me keep on keeping on.