For me, there’s no better way to promote a clear, sane mind than writing prayerful, scripture-guided morning pages. Nothing.
Whether you type them or hand-write them.
I find that most mornings, handwriting my morning pages works well for me. It feels good to scrawl across the page in whatever mood my whole soul (body and spirit) is in. Careful, inside the lines, compliant, obedient. Or with self-will and self-pity. Crying out loud, yelling. In letters big enough to take up several lines on the page.
My morning pages, hand-written are in a 3-hole, loose-leaf binder on cheap binder paper–often written in pencil or water-soluble ink. (As contrasted with my hardbound journals which I’ve always tried to write in permanent ink.)
I have heard it said that writing “morning pages” is the equivalent of, “Telling the truth about myself to myself.”
That’s what morning pages are supposed to be, I suppose. But I’ve learned through years of experience with this process that they they can also be a place where I can receive and record the thoughts, impressions–and even words–the Spirit of the Lord whispers back to me. Here I find comfort, counsel, balance, and God-centered calm and hope in Christ. In my morning pages I tell the truth (my truth) and listen to the Truth.
After years of doing this, I have a “voice-print,” so to speak of my beloved Jesus–Savior and God. My journals and my morning pages–they are sacred records, personal scripture tracking (for nearly 30 years) the unwavering patience and persuasion of Christ for this otherwise thoroughly lost and powerless soul.