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  • Close your eyes and imagine the best version of you possible. That’s who you really are; let go of any part of you that doesn’t believe it.
    - C. Assaad
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    I have a variety of things I like to read in the morning, during my designated “quiet time.” This is not to be confused with my designated “cowbird time”. I usually try to do the quiet time first, then get into cowbird, but they admittedly go back and forth.

    On any given morning, if I take a quick sneak peak at my Iphone upon arising, and see a story or three that grab my attention, once I fix my first morning cup o’ joe, take the dogs out, then settle in to my easy chair in the corner of my cave, I will more than likely hit cowbird first, with a promise to myself to leave enough time for quiet time, before it’s time to start getting ready to go to work.

    It’s terribly undisciplined of me, I know – but cowbird still has that kind of a hold on me. You would think, after close to three years on here, that early morning enthusiasm for reading cowbird stories would wear off - but it hasn’t yet. It’s all your fault - you guys just keep writing great stories!

    This morning, one of the standouts was Jennifer Suzanne Sulkowski’s story of the Christmas service in the little country church. What a classic! (The panel is seriously considering it for induction into Hawkeye’s Hall of Cowbird Fame). With stories also posted by Alex and Bobby Stevenson, Quiet Time was simply going to have to wait.
  • If I tried to do quiet time first, I just know that in the back of my mind, while I was trying to read and contemplate what I’d read, and then meditate, this little impatient voice would have been saying, “come on, come on, let’s get this over with, so we can go read those stories.” I know how my head works.

    So, I cut it off at the Cowbird pass, and just go to Cowbird first. Read my stories. Write, if I am so moved. Lately, Quiet Time has been more like a Cowbird sandwich. I read first, do my quiet time, then, with my head on relatively straight and the universe in order, I’ll take a stab at writing something. That was my process this morning.

    Tomorrow, I might try it with a little Nutella and Crunchy Peanut Butter, for an extra kick.

    The quote at the beginning was from my first Quiet Time reading this morning. I liked it. This story was supposed to be about that.

    But, I was hungry, so went for the sandwich, instead.
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