I wrote Morning Pages with my fountain pen like every morning for almost ten years. I've refilled the pen from glass bottles of ink for going on five years. It saves money and feels good to use less disposable plastic.

It's the same with my morning shave. I use a shaving mug and brush, safety razor, and metal blades. No plastic involved. Again, it's more frugal than canned shaving cream and crazy-expensive plastic razor cartridges. Feels good to poison the world that much less.

Yay, me.

Writing all that, I thought two things: I should get everyone to do this, and I need to do more.

"Get" everyone to do this? I hate holier than thou preaching. No evangelist convinced me to take these paths. Instead, someone told me their story and I felt inclined to move toward these practices. Now I write and shave in these ways. Simple as that.

As for needing to do more, part of the practice is learning the next thing. Twenty years ago, I used a fountain pen with disposable plastic cartridges. That led to a pen refilled from bottles of ink. And that led to a refillable and repairable pen. One thing leads to another. It was the same with the practice of shaving.

These thoughts had me wanting a heat pump, induction stove, solar panels, and another electric car. There's so much more to do that I felt a little anxious.

I finished Morning Pages and then read this from Jane Dobisz in Daily Doses of Wisdom:

I'm not a perfect bodhisattva I have a long way to go, but it's all right. I'm going.

I am going. If it's not too holier than thou, I'll imagine this brings others along. If it doesn't, maybe I can be satisfied to just go\ on my way, imperfect and incomplete as everything in life must be.