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What Waking Up At 5 am Did To Me

I began waking up at 5 a.m. almost 2 years ago. Since then, I’ve done it pretty much every day.

What I do from 5 a.m. till 7 a.m. is any activity that empowers me. It’s my time with ME. Either I use it for reflection – on me, my relationships, who I am, who I want to be, where I am and where I want to be – or I use it for studying new things I like.

Before, I was this confused, disorganized, not-knowing-where-her-life-was-going person. I had no focus. I knew my life had to be more than what it was; yet I had no idea what I wanted to be or do. I felt I could do much more than my lousy job, yet I didn’t have the guts to quit.

I used to see me as an average person. Not much to talk about. Not very interesting.

I’ve come across the idea of waking up at 5 a.m. in a meeting with a friend’s husband. The guy was out of this world – at least my world at that moment. So, I put a tag on him – WEIRDO.

This guy and his friends were practicing waking up at 5 a.m. Hmmm, it sounded sooo weird. I was wondering what the heck would someone do at 5 a.m. … when everybody else is sleeping?!

BUT, these guys intrigued me. And so, I began to take notice at what they were doing.

Long story short, the “weirdo” became my coach. He gave me a few tools to use to get more clarity and vision about my life. At the beginning it was a condition of our partnership that I practice few of these tools among which was waking up at 5 a.m.

Tough, I thought.

But, this guy … there was something about him that made me accept.

And yes, I started to wake up at 5 a.m. and practice several techniques of personal growth.  I did it with an open mind and with the desire and hope that it will help me change my life or at least find the things I really enjoy doing.

First thing I noticed was the serenity, the peace and calm that surrounded me at that hour so early.  Words cannot describe it, but it’s like I’m the queen of a great kingdom.

You know, I’m not a fan of summer, but 5 a.m. on a summer morning is the most beautiful thing. Everybody’s asleep. It’s just you and the nature slowly waking up.  You become the witness of all kind of nature’s wonders – a delicate flower opening its petals getting ready for her daily guests to enjoy her splendor; birds chirping joyfully or fighting over an eye of water or flying busy to get food for their baby chicks; bees buzzing as quietly as they can start their daily chores.

Under these notes, I walk through my vegetable garden inspecting my tomatoes, peppers, my spices. I check my apples trees or grab some cherries leftover in the tree.

Oooh, as I write this it’s winter time – my absolute favorite season – and I can hardly wait for summer to come, only to have those mornings back. To smell the clean and refreshing summer morning air.

I take a few deep breaths, I sit down on the patio and I enjoy my gift – one hour and a half just for me.

It’s all about me. It’s the time to search into my soul trying to see the person inside for who she is. I ask her what she wants to be in fact. We discuss our goals, negotiate them, design plans for future. We discuss our values. I try to listen to her as much as I can. ‘Cause those are moments of pure authenticity.

I noticed that I am so much more creative during that time. And so, I discovered I could write. I’m not the writer I want to be. But, at least I got the courage to write. Writing was one of the tools that helped me obtain clarity over my life.

I write better in the morning than I do in the afternoon. There’s nobody around to influence me with their wishes, advice, with their fussing around. In fact, there’s not a noise in the air, besides the nature’s soft sounds. No phone ringing, for Pete’s sake!

One of my morning activities is reading … quality reading. I read things that give me basic knowledge on anything I feel I might like. Besides books, I read articles, newsletters, magazines, guides.

Until a year ago I was reading literature, novels. What I’m reading now is so much more powerful and value adding.

In fact, the other day, I found myself in a bookstore. Browsing on the books, my eyes fell on a new novel from a collection I used to read with much pleasure. My old habits told me I should buy it. So, I did.

Then, I went to a coffee shop and thought I could do some reading over the coffee. I took out the new book, opened it without much enthusiasm and started to read. I didn’t get to the second page and I closed it, took out my kindle with my personal growth reading goodies and went on reading.

Same thing happened with some relationships in my life. As I was learning new things, I wanted to share with friends, family, colleagues. I hardly found partners. Some made fun, others suspected I was seeking fortunes, others thought of me as a weirdo … funny, huh? I became a weirdo, too.  I guess we all grow at our own pace and into different directions.

At the beginning I felt frustrated, scared and even guilty because I was not “one of them” anymore. Then, as I was growing, I became peaceful and content with the fact that some of my old friends were growing further apart.

Little by little I was able to set some clear goals regarding what I want to do. And it turned out what I want is so much different than what I’ve been doing for almost 20 years. I got some ideas how to get there and made a plan. I’m still working on the plan. I’m still a rookie.

But, I got more control over my life. I have a focus now. I enjoy so much learning new things. Things I never knew I would be interested in; never thought I would enjoy them so much. I read a lot. And, people come to me for help.

I’m not an average person anymore. I am someone to talk about. I am interesting.

I am actually walking on the path of my own life.

And it all started at 5 a.m.!

 

Posted by Roxana on Apr.16 2015

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