I have an excuse...I mean, about not writing. But then again, I guess there's always something huh? I think I've confused my writing to do's and that has caused me to write even less. I guess never shoot for perfect huh? Now, I think wrote a total of one day this week well two days with today, and I had decided to start my 3-day a week blog days after thanksgiving due to my crazy schedule. Okay, I think I'm going through a pattern here...I keep talking about wanting to be organized and making sure I write both on my blog and work on my fictional work and yet...I have these weeks where I don't write for days and I just couldn't care for it! Sure, I had quiet the excuse...preparing for thanksgiving, preparing for my exam, preparing for coming here (East Bay), preparing for the 5K race (which is today), ...
I've been reading the book "Power of Habits" first on my own then in my book club and I keep reading about this "keystone habit" and I think for me, it's waking up early. I've noticed that every time I wake up early and I mean...still dark outside early (around 5:30-6ish) I write and if I don't wake up as early, I usually don't write. It's not an absolute if I don't but it's an absolute when I do...and that's got to say something. I'm staying with my sister this weekend and the past two days I did not wake up my usual time...I woke up much later. I was especially sleep-deprived due to not being able to sleep much two nights in a row so I really needed the extra sleep and also I couldn't put my alarm so early in the morning because my sister is a "special" sleeper i.e. she will jump awake as soon as my alarm goes on and can't go back to sleep and she's even more sleep deprived than I am in general! Thus, last night, I moved to the guest bedroom and was able to put my alarm for 5:45 and sure enough, here I am writing at 6:29. In fact, I did all the things in my new "morning routine" that I've been trying to make a habit for myself like...praying, stretching while coffee is being brewed, and writing with my first sip of coffee! :) So that must be one heck of a "keystone habit" that causes me to do everything right...in fact, if this were a work day, I would also start working on my clients' works right after writing, all energized and ready.
There's a new writing project I've been thinking about starting a few days ago and haven't even had a chance to get started on it! I'm hoping I can push myself to write even for 30 minutes each day for this upcoming week. It's a very busy week because I'm in SF Bay Area now and then I'm driving back to my place in LA tomorrow with my sister and then my parents are joining us the following day and then they will be with me for a week. Don't get me wrong...I'm extremely excited about all of this but I know that it will effect my writing schedule and I look upon this and see a challenge...a test to really challenge my discipline of waking up earlier than everyone else and writing for a bit and I think I will write a little story each time...a "mini story" if you will...stories that I will commit to revise and edit in the following weeks after thanksgiving.
For now, I'm enjoying the sunrise. It's interesting. I've seen many sunsets in my life and it is something I thoroughly enjoy and takes my breath away every time but I haven't witnessed sunrise as much at all. One of my close friends watches the sunrise every morning. Apparently she has a window in her house that faces the skies and she gets a clear view of the action in the sky as she, too, wakes up when it's still dark outside. In my case, there are no window at my place...well there are but we have a very flat apartment and right in front of us there are our neighbors and I would have to exit the apartment to really look at the sky and usually at 6am, I don't feel like it. But I'm seeing it now.
It's a bit different because it is very cloudy here and I don't see the sky changing color and presenting the sun. First it was really dark and then suddenly, like the movies, a the middle of the sky, from behind the trees (there are a lot of trees around where my sister lives) this light suddenly shone across. I think the sun is behind the clouds because this light first started to shine a little and then gradually its brightness lighted up the whole sky. Even from behind these dark clouds, its brilliant light woke up the day.
Look at that bright light
It shone across the skies
He's speaking to me now,
saying he loves me
I think He's happy with me. He must agree that my ultimate "keystone habit" is waking up early in the morning. And of course the night routine is as important since it usually leads to a smoother morning habit. It's completely light outside now. And it's fascinating how it went from kind of dark to kind of light to light without ever jumping from one shade to another. I feel like I should write poetry but I fear that my words in my simple language will ruin the beauty and elegance of the truth. If you look outside in Oakland, CA now, you would see that one point in the sky is brighter than the rest (that must be the sun hiding behind the clouds) and the rest is beautiful blue but not sky blue...a little darker perhaps. Yet, somehow the bright spot combined with the darker clouds is producing the day.
"It's coming...it's coming..it's coming..."
The trees and hills sing in anticipation
They know its secret better than you and I
They heard it before we saw it
Now, I finally see the colors. It's a swirl of orange and red. It's moving though...it's going behind the trees again but not down more to the left. I can still see the colors though...it's starting to spread. The trees seem to be meditating, not moving an inch, only concentrating on the call to day. The only thing in motion is this smoke coming out of the chimney of another building. It's the only thing that dares to move and as soon as I wrote it, it's gone...faded into the skies. The colors are completely faded now but the light is ever slightly so lighter. I look around the skies and do notice that it's even brighter. I guess the full sunrise has a way to go. I feel like if I look away, then it will be day and I will have missed it. I know I have to get ready for that race now and yet I'm glued to my seat, while staring at the skies. It's moving and it seems to be saying something to me but I can't make it out.
I wonder if it's still or in motion... Sometimes I feel its stillness and other times all I see is motion. It's definitely much lighter now all around. The interesting part is the spot that was the brightest al this time is covered by the darker clouds and is now the same blue as the rest of the sky. It's much more fluid now. It's majestic. It's peace. It's the sunrise...
I've been reading the book "Power of Habits" first on my own then in my book club and I keep reading about this "keystone habit" and I think for me, it's waking up early. I've noticed that every time I wake up early and I mean...still dark outside early (around 5:30-6ish) I write and if I don't wake up as early, I usually don't write. It's not an absolute if I don't but it's an absolute when I do...and that's got to say something. I'm staying with my sister this weekend and the past two days I did not wake up my usual time...I woke up much later. I was especially sleep-deprived due to not being able to sleep much two nights in a row so I really needed the extra sleep and also I couldn't put my alarm so early in the morning because my sister is a "special" sleeper i.e. she will jump awake as soon as my alarm goes on and can't go back to sleep and she's even more sleep deprived than I am in general! Thus, last night, I moved to the guest bedroom and was able to put my alarm for 5:45 and sure enough, here I am writing at 6:29. In fact, I did all the things in my new "morning routine" that I've been trying to make a habit for myself like...praying, stretching while coffee is being brewed, and writing with my first sip of coffee! :) So that must be one heck of a "keystone habit" that causes me to do everything right...in fact, if this were a work day, I would also start working on my clients' works right after writing, all energized and ready.
There's a new writing project I've been thinking about starting a few days ago and haven't even had a chance to get started on it! I'm hoping I can push myself to write even for 30 minutes each day for this upcoming week. It's a very busy week because I'm in SF Bay Area now and then I'm driving back to my place in LA tomorrow with my sister and then my parents are joining us the following day and then they will be with me for a week. Don't get me wrong...I'm extremely excited about all of this but I know that it will effect my writing schedule and I look upon this and see a challenge...a test to really challenge my discipline of waking up earlier than everyone else and writing for a bit and I think I will write a little story each time...a "mini story" if you will...stories that I will commit to revise and edit in the following weeks after thanksgiving.
For now, I'm enjoying the sunrise. It's interesting. I've seen many sunsets in my life and it is something I thoroughly enjoy and takes my breath away every time but I haven't witnessed sunrise as much at all. One of my close friends watches the sunrise every morning. Apparently she has a window in her house that faces the skies and she gets a clear view of the action in the sky as she, too, wakes up when it's still dark outside. In my case, there are no window at my place...well there are but we have a very flat apartment and right in front of us there are our neighbors and I would have to exit the apartment to really look at the sky and usually at 6am, I don't feel like it. But I'm seeing it now.
It's a bit different because it is very cloudy here and I don't see the sky changing color and presenting the sun. First it was really dark and then suddenly, like the movies, a the middle of the sky, from behind the trees (there are a lot of trees around where my sister lives) this light suddenly shone across. I think the sun is behind the clouds because this light first started to shine a little and then gradually its brightness lighted up the whole sky. Even from behind these dark clouds, its brilliant light woke up the day.
Look at that bright light
It shone across the skies
He's speaking to me now,
saying he loves me
I think He's happy with me. He must agree that my ultimate "keystone habit" is waking up early in the morning. And of course the night routine is as important since it usually leads to a smoother morning habit. It's completely light outside now. And it's fascinating how it went from kind of dark to kind of light to light without ever jumping from one shade to another. I feel like I should write poetry but I fear that my words in my simple language will ruin the beauty and elegance of the truth. If you look outside in Oakland, CA now, you would see that one point in the sky is brighter than the rest (that must be the sun hiding behind the clouds) and the rest is beautiful blue but not sky blue...a little darker perhaps. Yet, somehow the bright spot combined with the darker clouds is producing the day.
"It's coming...it's coming..it's coming..."
The trees and hills sing in anticipation
They know its secret better than you and I
They heard it before we saw it
Now, I finally see the colors. It's a swirl of orange and red. It's moving though...it's going behind the trees again but not down more to the left. I can still see the colors though...it's starting to spread. The trees seem to be meditating, not moving an inch, only concentrating on the call to day. The only thing in motion is this smoke coming out of the chimney of another building. It's the only thing that dares to move and as soon as I wrote it, it's gone...faded into the skies. The colors are completely faded now but the light is ever slightly so lighter. I look around the skies and do notice that it's even brighter. I guess the full sunrise has a way to go. I feel like if I look away, then it will be day and I will have missed it. I know I have to get ready for that race now and yet I'm glued to my seat, while staring at the skies. It's moving and it seems to be saying something to me but I can't make it out.
I wonder if it's still or in motion... Sometimes I feel its stillness and other times all I see is motion. It's definitely much lighter now all around. The interesting part is the spot that was the brightest al this time is covered by the darker clouds and is now the same blue as the rest of the sky. It's much more fluid now. It's majestic. It's peace. It's the sunrise...
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