I’ve been reading a lot lately about how to manage my house, family, marriage, business and sanity all while entering our first year of homeschooling. I have noticed a similar trend in advice.
Start Your Day with mediation, prayer, in the word of God, journaling <insert what you have read here> I always imagine a scene of coffee, matching pajamas, incredibly nice looking hair and someone that looks all around great when they get out of bed. I imagine the writer, slowly walks to her cozy chair and gently floats down, holding her bible, journal and pen in one hand – coffee in the other. Not a drop is spilt. She patiently works through her morning assignment and starts the day with a refreshed and satisfied smile. Ah…. that. I want that to be me.
There is one problem with that. I’m not wired that way. I do not ease into a day. I hit the ground running. My eyes open and I immediately start thinking of what I need to do for the day and I am anxious to cross something off my list. BUT, I was reading all this information for a reason, so I was going to try it “their way”.
I got a journal, a nice pen and grabbed my bible. I set my alarm clock for 30 minutes earlier than normal. I was so excited for the next morning. I woke up and drug myself downstairs where I made myself some coffee. Before the coffee was made, my boys woke up. That was the end of that. Later that evening I decided I would just stay in bed while I read and journaled. So the next morning, I set my alarm for 5:30am and tried to stay in bed while I read and journaled. All I could think of was that I wanted to get my day started. This continued for over a week. Each day I became more and more stressed that I couldn’t concentrate.
I felt like such a failure.
Then one day, I woke up late. I hit the ground running, went through my pre – I’mTryingToBeLikeEveryoneElse morning routine and continued through the motions of my day. After dinner I remembered that I had not journaled and did not want to miss a day. So I sat down and started reading and journaling. The weirdest thing happened! I was calm, I felt peaceful and I was completely focused on what I was doing. Shazam! I wasn’t a failure desperately trying to hold onto this must needed morning routine, I was a night person! What replenishes my soul is cleaning the kitchen together with the family, tidying the living room and then sitting in my big green chair with my book and my journal. I reflect on the day and plan what I need to do the next day along with focus on whatever study I am doing at the moment.
I’m still following the advice I was seeking, but I needed to mold it to what worked best for me.
What I have learned is that the advice and routine suggestion of taking time for yourself is a very wise one. That chunk of time is very important to a woman. But don’t stress about when and how it comes about. Is the carline a good place for you to reflect and read? What about lunch time? Are early mornings working for you or is evening best?
Just remember, it’s the act of spending time with your thoughts and God that matter, not how it is packaged.