Overwhelmed by what needed doing in life, I used to effort my way through. Guess how effective that was?
My mom always got up super early and there was a running competition in my family to get up the earliest and enjoy a few precious alone moments with her. The moment I would hear her downstairs I’d shake myself awake and head to the kitchen. It was so good to be with her, but it was an anxious way to wake up.
That early morning Pavlovian rush out of bed thing was strengthened when I got into yoga. Morning time is considered sacred for practice + meditation. I thought this was the way to healthy productivity—the early bird catches the worm. My long habit of rising early needed a tweak though…rushing headlong into busyness (even yoga practice can be busyness) only brings on more rushed busyness. Before 9 AM I’d have a lengthy to-do list and feel the hours already smushing themselves smaller.
My revised approach is to rise early and honor the over busy brain I carry around…take time to calm it down so I can approach the day in peace and ease. One twenty minute meditation isn’t enough for my anxious head. I need 1-2 hrs of peaceful me-time with no interruptions. That sweetness gives me the strength and balance I need to be my best all day. I have to get up pretty early to have that time, but it’s powerfully worth it.