Freedom to Disrupt

This is a bit unusual for me.

I’ve disrupted my morning pattern.

And I have permission.

My morning plays out within a solid routine.

One that has been developed over a long time.

They are refined in a way that well suits my needs.

This pattern is predictable and established.

It takes me through a series of tasks.

Ones I’ve chosen and value.

I have a tendency to be generally undisciplined.

There are no limits to the circles I can walk in a day.

Spending all my time in “getting ready mode.”

I recognize this quality in myself.

I used to beat myself up for it.

Now I just notice it and try to harness it.

We each have our idiosyncratic tendencies.

Those things that make us uniquely us.

This is one of mine.

I don’t see it as good or bad.

I used to.

But not now.

Now I just notice what’s going on.

I don’t react and judge myself like I used to do.

Now I typically notice and respond.

It’s like I’m watching myself on a video.

This lens helps me be less hard on myself.

Often, I’m just more entertained than anything.

So how do I harness this soul force within me?

How do I direct and move forward with compassion?

I create parameters for myself to work within.

I create systems and habits for myself.

Carefully constructed and refined over time.

Practiced and modified to optimize my life better.

Because that is what we’re all striving toward.

Is it not?

A well-lived life, constructed of well-lived days.

Constraints work best in the morning and evenings.

The middle of the day is unpredictable.

So I do my best to respond to my day and the people in it.

But in the morning and evening, it is different

There is freedom to harness or squander.

I choose to harness this power, with habit.

I am grateful for this established routine.

That gives me parameters.

And freedom.

This morning, I chose freedom.

I broke pattern.

Creation jumped to the front of the line.

I kept with my prayer and reading time.

The writing routine was disrupted.

And that is okay.

When I write, I work on two things.

Flow and precision.

I “always” do a fast journal mind dump to practice flow.

This is followed by more structured practice.

Writing for a task such as a blog or a book.

Then I spend time reading and editing my work.

This is the pattern.

Broken.

Disrupted.

This morning, I went straight to the blog.

And here it is.

In its “fast flow” state.

I didn’t wait.

I just jumped in.

I got started.

Yes, I am quite aware of its length.

I see how it looks.

Unedited free-flow thought.

But today, I have permission.

I’m playing and enjoying.

I’m participating and appreciating.

Really, though, that is why I’m here.

In this room now.

Because I love to write.

That is my why.

It brings me joy.

Even when it is what it is.

Perfectly imperfect.

A flow of frivolity.

A welcome disruption.

So how about you?

What can you do to disrupt your day?

You have permission.

Choose freedom.

Find joy.

Welcome a little disruption today.