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Sep.15.2011
It became noticeable yesterday when we were driving back from the grocery store to home at about 7:30 PM. “The days are already starting to get shorter.” “Uh-huh.” “Look, it's almost dark and people have their headlights on already. Two weeks ago when we took our walk at this time it was much...
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Sep.08.2011
Taking a break from reading blogs. Taking a break from the need to write and share, turning back inward, getting re-acquainted with the quiet space—the solitude. September is upon us, October is not far behind. The last three months of the year always bring a certain feeling to me—a mixture of...
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Aug.16.2011
I could see the land for as far as my eyes could reach. Was I walking or did I have an animal instinct inside myself? The wheat colored grass crunched underfoot. I sensed that I wore a heavy regal robe or was it a sheer night dress? As if in a flash of a moment, animals started charging up from the...
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Aug.11.2011
I remember my mother sitting in bed reading her Woman’s Day magazines. She would read the stories and begin weeping. She would call me in and say how she felt. She would point her finger to the story and then say something through sobs about how her own family didn’t treat her this way—didn’t show...
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Aug.08.2011
Feelings of suffocationof her own doing. The filmstripplays over. Worry.Worry that has no reason. One momenthappy, then calm. A few hours later, a trigger.Triggers catch her by surprise. She beginsdrowning in her own thoughts, reachingfor the surface, but sinking back down.Unable to step back...
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Aug.05.2011
Even though there is still plenty of Summer left, the feeling of Fall is near. A calmness— a brittleness in the distance, of tiny branches crackling—Blue Jays collecting. I heard the Crows the other morning. They are an annoyance to my significant other, but to me their ca-cawing is music—if not a...
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Aug.01.2011
It’s been almost a month since we went on a short camping trip to the Russian River area. It was a great time, my significant other and I joined his cousins—a nice family gathering with laughing, drinking, eating. I hadn’t been camping in quite some time. We spent a lot of time on the River, the...
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Jul.27.2011
Over the past week I've seen many " little beauties." I knew they made impressions on me in the moment; I didn't realize that they would keep piling up like polished stones. When I kept being gifted yesterday morning, all of the week converged with yesterday and I needed to get it out. I...
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Jul.26.2011
“When you make it a strong habit not to take anything personally, you avoid many upsets in your life. Your anger, jealousy, and envy will disappear, and even your sadness will simply disappear if you don't take things personally.” From The Four Agreements by Don Miguel Ruiz   I came across...
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Jul.25.2011
This is just a beginning, to get me started. I’m still processing how I felt walking the Golden Gate Bridge for the first time. I’m not sure why I chose this picture, just a glimpse of the bridge, not even a glimpse—all ocean. What stands out for me is waking from sleep slowly the morning after;...