It's not a club really. Nothing that fancy. Just me, getting up at the crack of dawn, and sitting in my PJs to write. For a while it was to practice yoga. But generally speaking, it's a time in my day where I can do something for myself that feeds my soul.
I am often met with, “I can’t believe you get up that early when you don’t have to, you’re crazy.”
But I’m not really. I just woke up one day and said, “What in the hell am I doing with my life every day?!”
Like… my individual days. The ones that, when you really break it down, feel more like a means to an end. Work all day, go home, eat dinner, watch TV and then go to sleep to start all over again the next day. A means to an end. And what’s the end? 48 hours of freedom on the weekend? And then what? Work all week again. For someone else. To pay the bills.
I know in the grand scheme of things, wanting to do what “feeds your soul” is not what humans have done. Not really. In the expansive history of humanity, we’ve generally spent thousands of years getting up early every day to WORK. Hard.
But things have shifted, just a little. Now we have the luxury to be able to sit back and actually look at the quality of our day-to-day life and CHANGE THINGS. Find the spaces between our obligations and responsibilities, where we can do something that makes us breathe a little deeper. Go out on our lunch and watch the sea instead of staring at our phones in a dark break room. Get up a little earlier and journal. Or paint. Or build. Practice yoga. Meditate. Start a new business.
We don’t need that much more time to shift the quality of our individual days.
Just little moments.
Or thirty consecutive moments.
To be “selfish”. To do something just for ourselves. I get up extra early and give myself a whole hour and a half. Not to sound too dramatic, but those small moments in the early morning hours, doing what feeds my soul, has completely changed my life.
I’ve found the more I’ve shifted the little moments between real, hard life, the more space I’ve created in my life to shift bigger things. Filling my moments between work and obligations with things that really mean something to me. I’ve also found that making a stand, filling my extra moments with more and more of what feeds my soul, attracts more and more of that blessed thing. Whatever that may be.
And it is life changing. Small shifts. Little moments. Take them. Make them yours. Because at the end of the day, all we have are moments.
When you look back, how do you want to remember spending yours?