If I could wake up in the morning to the gentle sound of music, uplifting my spirit and guiding me on an inner journey to my loftiest thoughts, how different my life would be! Like a prayer or sacrifice, this would be my first ritual of the day, with the firm intent of setting small goals for myself to live with virtue and act with virtue on the lofty heights of inspiration and hope.
The days will come when my body is tired, but wouldn’t it be a lovely experience if the pure power of habit could softly lift my soul to a new level of the next phase of existence? Simply smoothing the soul with the sharp rise of mellow thoughts. Yes, I am setting myself a new goal for my automatic writing: to uplift myself and cultivate the crafty skill of simplifying my morning routine so that I can rise with the habit of being positive, energetic, and in harmony with my inner world.
Now, in my time of luxury, I have the space, time, and convenience to cultivate a habit that can serve me well until the very end. Isn’t the first hour of my humble day an opportunity to live with honor and insight? My spiritual and philosophical journey has led me slowly to the sacred moment of realization: to declare the first few waking minutes sacred and holy.
The Sabbath is not only the seventh day, but also the first flimsy hour of the day.
I feel life pouring through my body from my human soul. I grasp life with enthusiasm. I deal with it gently, making each thought conscious and a deliberate expression brought into inner harmony, and expanding it into hope to put action behind the dreams I still hold dear as I awake.
Copywrite Jurgens Pieterse, 2023
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