To sleep or not to sleep (that is the question). For the 12th day in a row the alarm has gone off before 6am, and today I am tired. Not just that ‘I really don’t want to get up’ tired, or like The dreaded Monday feeling but the my body is craving just a little more sleep in order for it to function more effectively.
So why has my alarm gone off so early recently? Well because I have made a choice. A choice that includes some time for me, for yoga, to reflect on things and to get myself in a good head space for the day ahead.
This hour I choose to have before the rest of the house is awake serves me. It allows me to focus, to tap into where I am on all levels- personally and professionally and most importantly it gives me silence and peace. Two elements that I struggle to do without on a daily basis.
The saying ‘you don’t know what you’ve got till its gone’ is true on many levels. My self awareness has been heightened since I have given myself the time and space to think and be, and when I don’t have that to start my day, I am acutely aware that it is missing.
For some this may sound rather dramatic or a little self indulgent, for me it’s an integral part of my morning, a little bit like my ritual of an earl grey tea as soon as I wake.
To sleep or not to sleep
So back to the alarm going off. This morning I make a choice to remain firmly in my bed. I reset my alarm, giving myself 45 fabulous minutes in which to doze and relax. Doze and relax I do, but not before the inner battle and dialogue that has decided to kick off. “Get up and get on your mat, get on with it, you know you need it’ with the other voice reminding me just how beneficial sleep is and how sometimes succumbing to that is absolutely the right thing to do. With that the duvet goes over my head and I drift back into a light sleep.
When I wake for the second time, I lay still with my eyes adjusting to the light and set my intention for the day ahead. I think about my affirmations and set some time aside later in the day to complete my yoga practice. As I make my way downstairs I realise that by listening to my body and choosing sleep, I have had that time of silent and peace, just in a different way. I allow it to serve me just as my normal morning routine would.
Its all about flexibility
Flexibility is key, and as a working Mum, I have had to learn this (it’s taken some time, and is a constant “I’m working on it”).
There have been mornings when my five year old has woken shortly after I have trundled downstairs to have my hour of focus. I have a choice in that moment to feel frustrated and hard done by because ‘my’ time has been invaded, and sometimes I have a niggle of that. The majority of the time I embrace it, I cherish that time I have with her before anyone else intervenes. She sits with me, next to me, on me, she rolls around on the floor while I do my yoga, she chats away about things that only a 5 year old can. These moments of ‘me’ time are just that, although I am sharing them with someone else 🙂
By having a level of flexibility to situations, you give yourself a sense of freedom, power and choice.