Piece of Mind

World peace will never be stable until enough of us find inner peace to stabilize it. — Peace Pilgrim

New Year’s reVolution 1: The story so far

You may recall that at the beginning of this month, I dared to imagine a different way to start the new year. My first New Year’s reVolution might have seemed simple, but this 50-year-old woman who has felt defined by the words “not a morning person” since the age of 12 considered it a genuine challenge.  Saying ”I am an early riser” felt like the abandonment of self, when the only thing I would really accomplish is a change in my Story.

In The Work of Byron Katie, I have been introduced to the idea that most of what I believe to be absolutely true about me is only a story I tell myself. Who would I be without these stories I tell: That I am fat, that I am lazy, that I am a procrastinator, that I hate mornings? The first question in the inquiry Katie teaches is simple, yet profound: Is it true? Was it ever true that I am not a morning person? Of course not! I arise at different times every morning, some earlier, some later. When I tell myself that I am not a morning person, all I do is make mornings more difficult for myself (and my poor husband).

And so I daily remind myself that I am an early riser. I set my alarm clock. And an interesting thing has started to happen. I now wake up on my own an hour before my alarm goes off. I still treat myself very gently in the  morning; I make sure my body is well fed, I take time to greet the day. As part of my preparation to rise, I have begun using my friend Jan Lundy’s wonderfully peaceful practice of morning gratitude (shared in the November ”Pocket of Peace” she wrote for Michigan Women’s Forum).

Most importantly, I do not wonder every day whether I will oversleep or sleep in, or how I will be able to stand getting up early one more day. Most importantly, I think differently about myself. I have a new Story.

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  Cindy L wrote @

You’ve got me thinking about the “stories” we tell ourselves. I’ve always said I wasn’t “athletic” because I wasn’t much good at sports as a kid. But for the past 20 years, even after my hip replacement surgery, I’ve been riding my mountain bike daily for an hour — weather permitting, of course. I remind myself now that I am a fit person, and it changes my view of myself.

One more thing — I’ve been getting up to write around 7:30 every morning. Does that make me a morning person? :-)

  jan wrote @

This is a wonderful post, Joni. Wow! You offer us a beautiful invitation here to give up our stories. Freedom, is the word that comes to mind. Pure and simple, joyous freedom to be who we are in the moment. Congrats on making another great leap of faith. I’m making plenty of mine these days too. Glad we are soaring to new heights together!
All Love,
J


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