For a while my alarm clock has gone off at five o’clock every morning, because that’s when I’m at my prime. Sure, it’s slightly less sleep (I try to go to bed around 10 or 10:30), but I’m very much more a morning person than a night owl.
And yet for the last five weeks I’ve slept in till seven or seven-thirty each day, trying to get rid of this niggling cold that refuses to go away. (I think it’s on its way out, though. ~fingers crossed.~) Sleeping in has allowed me the luxury of staying up later, too, getting to sleep around midnight or 12:30. (Which is insanely late for me. :))
Having tried the latter for over a month now, it’s cool, yes, but I really miss waking up at 5. That’s when I’m most productive, when I feel like I’m really using my time well. It’s the real me.
Well, last night at 9:30 I was working on the programs for stake conference, and as I finished them up and sent them out I realized that what I wanted most was to wake up at five today. (Lately, what I’ve wanted most has been to get everything done.) That desire was strong enough that I went to bed at 10:30 and did in fact wake up at five (and have loved it).
It was interesting to note how the catalyst in this was simply what I wanted most. I could have woken up at five for the last couple of weeks, yes. But the desire wasn’t there, and so I slept. And in a twinkling of an eye that desire blossomed last night, and it became easy to go to bed early, and easy to rise before the sun. (Not that everything becomes easy with desire. :))

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